The other day during a trip to Saks Fifth Avenue, while I was (of course) snatching every Juicy Couture, Theory, Ella Moss and Nanette Lepore garment off the racks, my wise (and fairly worried) mother says:
"Sophie, you better make a lot of money one day. Or marry rich. 'Cause you got expensive taste."
I know, it's a curse.
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