Call it the Year of the Tortoise: the year that New York women—speedy, combative, bargain-driven shoppers—finally slowed their credit card use to a crawl; and tortoiseshell, named for a lumbering, dwindling beast, bled downward from our sunglasses to color the rest of our wardrobes.
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Are you one of those adorable naïfs who toted a copy of Memoirs of a Geisha to the beach in a misguided and insanely unsuccessful attempt to appear highbrow? Your pseudo-intellectual honey trap backfired, didn’t it? Remember that swarm of wankers who buzzed around your beach towel? Don’t rerun that pathos-drenched movie this year.
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