Bagged Down
Okay, here we go again.
I knew this was going to happen. I KNEW IT. But you know what? There’s no point fighting it.
You see, once you buy a purse that costs over $50 there’s no going back. And sure, some of you scoff at that price, but that’s because you slid down that slippery slope long ago. My first big girl bag cost around $80 and shortly after receiving it and petting it and loving it I wanted more.
Worse, I wanted bigger and better. Because once you’ve been exposed to nice leather and size and quality, really, where else does one go but up? It’s like finally breaking down and buying the expensive Pearl tampons. YOU WILL NEVER LET YOUR COOCH SETTLE FOR ANYTHING LESS.
So I need a new bag, and I’ve set aside money for a new one. I scouted TJ Maxx and Marshall’s first because, seriously, every time I’m in there I come across some glorious bag that I never want to plunk down the money for. I end up just hugging it and try to explain to it that I’m only there to buy outdated bags of Jelly Bellys so please let me be. But once I do go in with wallets blazing there is not one good bag to be found.
This is where you come in, my sweet butternut squash blossoms.
Choice A:
Choice B:
Choice C:
Choice D:
So, which one do you like?












