Last week the Wall Street Journal told me the wealthy aren't shopping. I've been fretting about that ever since--
Because when the wealthy stop shopping, there's this trickle down effect that affects the hard working man in the street. Especially if they are in the business of making things the wealthy like to buy.
I've always wanted a fur, so my first inclination was to run out and buy a fur, so the Fendis wouldn't go broke. But I'm not wealthy, so this posed a problem, until I remembered my mother's mink stole. It's a beautiful mink stole, and holds all kinds of wonderful memories of my mother, but I don't have the nerve to wear it anywhere. God forbid I somehow find myself on the wrong side of a hurled pie.
Rich people are the same thing as mink stoles.
So, I dragged my mannequin, who protested vigorously, outdoors, 
and took her picture wearing it.
I don't think this in any way helps the dilemma of the rich staying away from the stores--
Frankly, I don't believe the rich aren't buying. The rich never stop buying. It's too damn much fun.
And, why should I believe a word The Wall Street Journal says anyway.
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