So, apparently, I've dragged my boyfriend enough times into a Coach store that he can now recognize them on his own. Either I've turned off his male gene (which I doubt) or I've awakened the comatose shopping gene.
It is slightly awesome, however. Because that means I could totally ask him to buy me something Coach. And he would know what to buy. :D (Not that he would. He's still wrapping his mind around the concept of designer shoes.)
Boyfriend would like to point out that he can only tell the Signature line...but still, better something than nothing!
*evil cackles ensue*
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