It’s been shoved in my face in EVERY September/October issue of every magazine to which I subscribe. I’m getting weaker and weaker each time, I’m GOING to own this coat by winter. I’m on a Starbucks embargo until I can pay for it.
Everytime I think of Richard Marx (I know, it’s weird enough that I even think of him at all, but I have some songs of his on my iPod…I especially enjoy Hazard), I picture Richard Greico. Poor, poor Richard Greico…while Johnny Depp went on from 21 Jump Street to become an uberstar, Tim Burton’s muse and sex symbol, The Greico has done pretty much nothing since starring in the movie with “The French Teacher” in like, ’87. You know which movie I’m talking about.
Same woman: “No, I only have a menu for Downtown Deli, which is really dynamite.”
I love that she uses “dynamite” on a regular basis to describe things that are merely great.
I LOVE this commercial. I’m going to invest in some skinny black pants, pronto.