I am totally bonering over this amazing shit coming out of the Cèline house as of late. I want to scoop it up and put into copious amounts of those recycled black bags and decorate my arms with them, like I'm a big badass fashion-clad scarecrow and trudge up the street to my apartment, put all the bags in a pretty long little row down the hall and proceed to trash storm overhaul my entire closet. I also think I should chuck all the superfluous old closet shit off my balcony for added effect. Yeah. Oh and I'm starting up my own handbag line.