Oh Kristal, my Kristal

I'm really at a loss for what to say. Victoire is really special place to work and I'm pretty lucky to say that I work with some of my best friends. Even though I'm not a workoholic (by anyone's definition), it's probably the only job where I've ever come back from a trip and looked forward to going into work again. One of the main reasons for that feeling is people like Kristal. If you shop at Victoire frequently, you've probably seen her handiwork from all the incredible merchandising and displays she does (among a litany of so many things she can do).

Not Pictured: Hank

If we were a corporation, Kristal would be the Chief Officer of Innovation. If this were the Middle Ages and the Black Plague was ravaging the population, Kristal would be the hot water/tea/coffee that only the more evolved people started drinking (and therefore drinking more purified water and getting less sick... ps, dunno if this is a true fact but it's gotta be). The point I'm driving at is Kristal is the thing that makes other things better. If Victoire were a grilled cheese sandwich, Kristal would be the smoked cheddar that takes the flavor experience to the next level. She is friggin' Bubblicious in a sea of gumballs.

So it's very bittersweet that Kristal is packing up with her bandmates in the Holy Cobras and moving to Montreal this week. We know she's gonna hack the planet and do great out there.

Kristal, I dedicate this clip from Dead Poet's Society to you. Skip to 2:51 for the good stuff.

 

Carpe diem, Kristal.
Victoire loves ya.