January 30, 2007
Say "Soho Hobo" Ten Times Fast
I can not be trusted.
Nine o'clock this morning, I'm driving Husband to O'Hare so he can do a business overnight in Louisville, Kentucky.
Four hours later, I'm slapping down plastic in the Coach store.
"This purse is a steal at a hundred and ninety-eight dollars! At that price, I'd be a fool not to buy the matching mini-skinny!"
Frankly, I'm shocked I walked outta there without a key fob, I was so euphoric!
But people, you don't understand how beautiful this purse is. It's the culmination of all my spring/summer purse fantasies. A lilac so soft, it's nearly baby pink. A leather so soft, it's nearly baby butt. A love so forbidden...
Well, nevermind. Let's just say, Husband's side of the bed won't be empty tonight.
Ohhhhhhhhh, sweet Soho Hobo!
Comments
You're a bad, bad girl. Which is, of course, one of the many reasons I like you.
Posted by: Mickey at January 31, 2007 02:38 AM
My Gawd! I feel dirty after reading this!
And a little naughty ... sb
Posted by: Snippy Bitch at January 31, 2007 11:33 AM