Although I used to wear Pucci headwraps in grad school (those super-wide, stretchy bands), ever since the brand revitalized itself (and spawned a gazillion knockoffs) my desire has waned.
And perhaps the deciding factor for me was the boutique's move from its jewel-box location on 64th at Madison to the tourist belt of 5th Ave and Whatever.
Pucci is not Gucci, and should be, I think, tucked away for a clientele to discover. (Yes: I know that that strategy is not optimal for sales. But do let me keep my fantasy.)
However, a quick tour of the company's website today turned up these charming wallets. They're enough to make me return to my "no bag allowed" mantra of days past and simply carry a pretty, small, wallet in my hand.
8 comments:
Ohhh that last wallet is just about to die for. Your Vogue interview tale gave me a good chuckle. Good for you. xo katie
I adorn MrB with Pucci ties.
Mr. C has one too. :-)
Those wallets are sweet; I've always loved Pucci prints.
I am always looking for my wallet and I can't find it. I think a Pucci print wouldn't be able to hide in my purse.
I think a) you are right, b)la Belette is spot on and c) I can't resist a Pucci print
It is tricky, that intersection between clever secret & commercial success. LLGx
I was never crazy about Pucci. When I was younger I had an obsession with wearing black. Only black. The older I get, the more color I crave.
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