Hey, you know what this recession needs? To encourage us to shop for things we can’t really see! That’s the message you might get from sopping wet pages of the May Anthropologie catalog:
This is a gorgeous, “editorial” photograph that delights my senses and would make me think of that hazy summer I spent by the lake if I ever did such a thing. As a consumer, though, I just think: I cannot see/understand that dress!!! How do you expect me to pay $168 when I don’t even know what the hem looks like?
I’ve made Virginia Woolf drowning jokes in a catalog post before; now I wish I’d saved them.
Oh, too bad. They left this bag in the water so long it accumulated barnacles.
A swimsuit shot underwater makes sense, but — am I crazy or is the fabric color bleeding?
Bet you can’t guess what these are! The caption I omitted purposely, so you can just stare at hem agog and question life itself. Give up? Highlight this “hidden” text: They’re $88 earrings.
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