Remember that scene in The Devil Wears Prada when Andy (nearly crying) goes to Nigel for advice and he turns her into a mega fashionista?
Nigel: I don’t know what you expect me to do. There’s nothing in this whole closet that’ll fit a size six. I can guarantee you. These are all sample sizes- two and four. All right. We’re doing this for you. And…
Andy Sachs: A poncho?
Nigel: You’ll take what I give you and you’ll like it. We’re doing this Dolce for you. And shoes. Jimmy Choo’s. Manolo Blahnik. Nancy Gonzalez. Love that. Okay, Narciso Rodriguez. This we love. Uh, it might fit. It might.
Andy Sachs: What?
Nigel: Okay. Now, Chanel. You’re in desperate need of Chanel.
Andy, you and me both.
Nigel: I don’t know what you expect me to do. There’s nothing in this whole closet that’ll fit a size six. I can guarantee you. These are all sample sizes- two and four. All right. We’re doing this for you. And…
Andy Sachs: A poncho?
Nigel: You’ll take what I give you and you’ll like it. We’re doing this Dolce for you. And shoes. Jimmy Choo’s. Manolo Blahnik. Nancy Gonzalez. Love that. Okay, Narciso Rodriguez. This we love. Uh, it might fit. It might.
Andy Sachs: What?
Nigel: Okay. Now, Chanel. You’re in desperate need of Chanel.
Andy, you and me both.