They want it first. They want to make money on it. They want to tell the world. They get carried away so that you will, later. They need to feel vindicated, loved, approved of.
Praise be to buyers.
They had 18 months to find new merchandise or to have it made according to their specifications. Now the buyers dwell in an overcrowded hive of temperature- controlled computers. They still occasionally get out to go to Rome to check out the shops, but that is rarer and rarer, since everything can now be done without ever turning the blue screen of f. So there is less and less chance of the serendipitous side-trip that could lead to originality, novelty and huge consumer thrills. Or else the merchandise manager is buried in the Dallas Apparel Mart, where vendors come to him in a ceaseless parade of rolling racks with samples sagging on hangers.