Wish you could have more sex?
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Who needs it. Just go buy a purse. Seriously. Go!
I have had the same hand me down purse for the last 6 years. It's a decent purse but it has one flaw after another. First of all, black in the summer. That's a no-no! Second and most frustrating, the strap NEVER stays on my shoulder. And finally, try to find something in it... NOPE. NEVER!
My purse can make me have a bad day, the moment I touch it.
So this weekend while at Penney's getting a great deal on pants and my FIRST-EVER-OMG!-I-LOVE-IT jean jacket... I decided it was time. I ventured into the purse section and I could hear my own purse pleading with me to not carry out my threats of blowing it into 5,623,569.12 pieces or shoving it into the bottom of the closet. Below all my shoes.
And there she was. 5 minutes. That's right. And I found her. In red.
I have never been happier. I am in love with this purse. It's a Relic that was ON SALE! I can't keep my eyes off of it and I want to go places simply to carry it around. Everything fits in it beautifully, I can find things when they are needed immediately.
I am in love. And I have never been so satisfied to NOT have sex.
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Posted by
and rudeness
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Sunday, October 15, 2006
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3:20 PM
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LOL Glad you like it!
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Posted by
Brenda
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October 30, 2006 8:22 AM
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