My particular obsession, however, has neither to do with label nor price-tag. Nope! I love LOVE teeny tiny purses. It all started a few year ago when I walked into an H&M for the first time. I bought my first itty bitty bag:
While everyone else was walking around with HUGE handbags, I was rocking a $15 purse that could only hold my wallet, sunglasses, keys, and cell. I even had a guy thank me at a bar one night for not carrying a huge purse. Whaaat? Men notice our bags? Perceptive guy, eh?
Anyway, I carried that purse around forever. I was hooked. So, on my next trip to LA, I made a point to stop by H&M, and this time I stocked up. Took home 3 bags to sustain me until my next trip to LA.
Now, I'm on my last bag. And I just don't know what I am going to do with myself when it's time to retire this cutie.
What's an unfashionable girl in a fashion quandary to do?
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