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Lady Allison (Staff)
13-03-2007, 05:02 PM
Stella McCartney for Target was to arrive in stores on Monday the 12th of March. A public holiday in Victoria, Australia

Firstly I can’t imagine spending my public holiday in Target (or any store for that matter) but for some it’s a small price to pay for some new season designer threads.

Word on the street is that the first arrivals came at fiive a.m to plant their booties on the cold pavement (five hours before doors opened). Oh the dignity of it all.

Upon opening there was, I believe, commando rolls under roller doors in an attempt to hit the racks first. In the city store women dropped their dacks in the isles in a frenzy to see what fit, others crawled along shelves to reach mannequins for last sizes while police were called to Chadstone Shopping Centre to break up a fashion fight between two classy ladies.

Keep your eyes out for anyone wearing ‘Stella’ girls, and beware. Those ladies (and I use the term loosely) may now look classy but they’ll tear your eyes out to get ahead in the toilet queue.

Where were the recruiting staff for the Australian forces I ask? If all we had to do was have Stella design the uniforms we’d have a ready supply of killing machines willing to do anything to get in first.

melissa9419
13-03-2007, 07:26 PM
I was one of those girls...but one of the many people looking back and laughing at it all. :chuckle: I thought it was hilarious (and as I mentioned in my other post - announced to my partner that he missed out BIG TIME on some free nudity:chuckle: :spin: ).

And incidently, got what I went there for (which didnt fit- too big), without elbowing anyone...and picked up a few items which I didnt orginally want, which I amazingly, happen to really like! So, it was a once-in-a-lifetime experience which I will probably never see again, but live to tell the tale (and as my mother used to say, "it's all fun and games until someone gets a black eye!!").

Oh, p.s. I have a pretty good bladder, so I've never found the need to scratch anyone's eye's out for the toilet......:question:

precious_star
13-03-2007, 07:57 PM
That is hilarious!!!! I would have been the same Melissa.

All is fair in love and fashion!!

Ozlicious
13-03-2007, 08:12 PM
LOL ahhh it was so different in the burbs of North Queensland....there was barely anyone in the Stella section! Girls, if you missed out on anything you might be able to get the Townsville store to send it down to you.

Medusa
13-03-2007, 11:07 PM
People act so shocked at this sort of behaviour but you know we see it all the time. Every Boxing day they show the same footage on the news of the sales rush. If you go to trash & treasure markets you'll always see a bit of biff. If fact I think that is the worst place for it. You see people fighting over someone else's broken coffee machine, people stealing goods left right & centre & haggleing that will remind you of your Bali trip.

In all I think the Stella event was to be expected. 2 things surprised me though. Firstly the husbands shopping for their absent wives. I say husbands not profiteers as they looked like deer caught in headlights. Now there is no way on earth even my lovely boy would do that for me so I reckon that they have either been threatened or bribed with sexual favours. The second thing that struck me was the type of customer. Of course there were all types but the majority of women were suburban looking women in their 40s/50s. Obviously the style of clothing suited them - the billowing tops, long generous knits, over sizing, even the jeans were a little higher on the hip than what I am used to. Though I am still puzzled at one middle aged woman I saw who looked like she dressed herself from the Tip; trackies, footy sox, slippers & grey frazzled hair that hadn't seen a comb in a week. She looked like a bag lady but there she was standing with an armful of Stella. :confused: Go figure?

James(Admin)
14-03-2007, 10:39 AM
I was waiting for a thread on this.

I heard on the radio that a woman was trying to pull clothes of an elevated maniquen (excuse spelling) and it fell on her and knocked her unconscious. Then she got up and kept on going!