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Rainbow Purses

Rainbow Purses (Photo credit: kurichan+)

…and I’m a handbag addict.  I was clean for three years, but I had a relapse today.  You see, I went to a divorce recovery group last night with my kickboxing buddy, the lovely L, and I was dazzled by her handbag.  It was trendy and feminine.  Sassy and sophisticated.  It made me happy just looking at it, which was a bit of the distraction from the group.  I sneaked glances at that bag all evening.

I needed to stop by a department store for more tween jeans, since having only two pair means #3 is doing laundry constantly.  There was a sale, plus I had a coupon, so I swooped in for the jeans.  And since I was there…what’s the harm in strolling through the purse display?  Relapse of a handbag addict, that’s the harm!  I fondled the displays for 20 minutes before I spotted The One.  It was taupe (perfectly neutral for all occasions!); it was a mid-sized tote (not too big, not too small, juuuust right); it had a flirty little fringe detail (not tacky); it was $108, marked down to $21.80.  Eighty percent off!  Be still my heart.

Hi, my name is Susie and I’m a handbag addict.  It’s been about an hour since my last purchase.

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