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A special Racked operative is in line at the H&M store at Fifth Avenue and 51st Street to experience the joy, the rapture, the insanity that is Roberto Cavalli for H&M. These are her stories.
Above, a cameraphone snap of the line that our operative just sent along. Animal print outerwear: confirmed. Also, this: "The line hasn't gotten a lot longer since I got here at 9. Seems the hardcores came early, but the casual fans aren't showing yet."
UPDATE 9:45am: "The line is moving!" Brace, people.
UPDATE 9:57am: "Not in yet—line stopped!" Oh the humanity.
UPDATE 10:03am: "Going in!" And so it begins.