I finally did it. I went out and bought a purse. I gave in. After all, a 31-year-old woman should have a proper purse, right? I did it on my way home from having my hair done, before I could change my mind. I just marched into Nordstrom Rack and decided I wasn't leaving without a purse.
On the drive home, it was sitting nest to me in the passenger seat. I felt like I was bringing home a puppy. I kept looking over at it, thinking, "you and I are going to be getting used to each other, now" and thinking of all the shopping trips and other trips that lay ahead, that we would experience together.
Last night it came with me out to girls' night (thanks Shanti!) It was nice.
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2 comments:
Yay for the purse! I think you have excellent taste. =)
Is it the Freitag messenger bag in the link?
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