The first Target we visit doesn't carry the line. We drive ten miles further. And there we discover that serious Jason Wu Wannabees queued up an hour before the store opened and then picked it clean.
When we arrived, at 9:05a, the parking lot was nearly deserted and the selection was down to one slim rack showing only the uglies and rumpled things retrieved from the dressing room floor.
We got a good laugh out of our adventure and meandered down the makeup and home decor aisles.
The funniest part was that Liberty, who was in Hebrew class, somehow got online and commented on a picture Caryl had just uploaded to Instagram. "I see my mom in the background!" Busted.
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