I notoriously passed up the offer of an 18th birthday bash for a Chanel baby classic bag. I feel I may do the same for my 21st, and refuse the party for a Chanel J12. J12 backwards is 21J... as in 21st, and the J can stand for JOLLYGOODCOINCIDENCE?!?!?! NO?!?! Or maybe I'm just grabbing at any excuse for one of those salivatingly good timepieces?
ANYWAY moving swiftly on from my daydreams, I swear Chanel started advertising their lush jade nail polish way too many months before it's release. Ergo, it was gone faster than you can say Lagerfeldlederhosen.
So thank god for Barry M. I purchased their new Mint Green nail paint on Thursday and I am in love with it. It isn't quite the same hue as the Chanel one, but it's a darn good alternative. A fortnight ago I also purchased some Topshop tights that looked staggeringly like the monochrome Chanel delights that graced the catwalk way back in AW 08/09 (what took the high street so long to do a copy, I'll never know). They're such a good replica, that I fooled the Selfridges hosiery department into thinking they were the real McCoy. Falke do some pretty good ones too, but theirs are grey/black or fuchsia/black, which just isn't the same.
So forgive me Chanel, but if you make some of your creations so elusive, I am forced elsewhere for some damn good doppelgangers.
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