Confessions of a Shopaholic
Sometimes I swear that book is about me. Especially when I walk into the Coach store. I walked into the store this weekend, gazed across the room and spotted this...
It was as if the clouds opened up and the angels were singing down on me. I pulled out my credit card faster than you can say "perfect bag". She has twelve pockets/compartments and can carry my big honking planner. And it was 75% off retail... I mean who cares if it still cost more than our monthly grocery bill. It's perfection.
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