I ran to the mall today after work to return/exchange a couple of things to JCrew that I had purchased last weekend for Hubby. (It's easier to bring the mall to Hubby than to bring Hubby to the mall.) I had on my old blue scrubs and disgusting old tennis shoes and had total hat-head after a day of working in the operating room. I had my old grungy purse(my work purse) because I have to shove it into a locker where it gets scratched and abused all day. I looked pretty pathetic. I felt self-conscious when the mall security guard was walking behind me at one point because seriously I thought he might think I was some kind of bum--haha!
Before I knew what had happened--I fell in love--with a new handbag. I wasn't prepared for this in my quick little trip to the mall. But, it is perfect in every way. Not a flashy kind of perfection, but the subtlest quietest kind.
The saleslady went into the back and came out with a cloth bag. She opened up the bag and.........suddenly I heard angels singing!!!
Sigh....the Epi Leather Passy GM in Ivoire: