I found this wicked tag on the street on the weekend. Not only would I like a one way ticket to Happy Town, I'd particularly like to be sent to their wardrobe office. Doesn't it sound like the fabled Vogue closets with rows upon rows of fabulous shoes and labels galore? I'll happily skip my way there and out of the gray, rainy and snowy city with which I'm currently surrounded. Curiouser and curiouser are the things literally landing in my path these days.