“Chanel, Dior, Lagerfeld, Givenchy, Gaultier, darling! Names, names, names!”
–Jennifer Saunders as Edina Monsoon, Absolutely Fabulous
You’ve never let me down before, so I’m pretty confident you can make my 2009 holiday dream a reality. All I want for Christmas this year is a little black Chanel suit.
Not Lagerfeld-era Chanel, mind you, though I’ve nothing against the gentleman personally. But, darn it, I’m a librarian of old-school taste and class. Ergo, I want Chanel Chanel. The genuine article. The real deal. That’s not so much to ask, is it, Santa? Just one, teensy, vintage, piece of classic couture?
Obviously I don’t expect you to bring it straight to my house. Pittsburgh is simply crawling with fabulous places to find fashion treasures. So I’ll tell you what, Santa-pumpkin: I’ll combine my librarian wiles with loads of legwork, and you can just leave the suit somewhere here in town where I’m likely to find it.
Deal, or no deal?
Why don’t you sleep on it, sweetie? I know this is a really busy time of year for you. Keep in mind, though, I’m not really asking just for myself. I’m asking for all the fashionable women here in the ‘burgh who have champagne taste and root beer budgets. I’m asking for all those women who still don’t know — or just can’t master — the arts of knitting and sewing. I’m asking for everybody who stays positive and works hard. So what do you say, Santa? I’ve been saving my pennies; won’t you make me a shiny example of a bona fide Christmas miracle?