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August 22, 2008

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jenx67

This is hysterical. Almost as funny as this doggie in the sweater giddup. I've had something like this happened to me b/f. Unfortunately, I can't relate the humorous event b/c it was obviously so traumatic, I've blocked out the details.

We're totally Target people. I mean, not only do I not own a Marc Jacobs, I'm so fashion-illiterate, I'm not sure who he is. OR she...Marc is probably a she. Ha!

jen

When you return from your trip, will you post a picture in this group on Flickr?
http://www.flickr.com/groups/829722@N20/
Thank you!

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