So, I live in a somewhat run-down town in the South of England. It's not the greatest of places, and I would rather shop anywhere else. However, today, I needed to go in to pick up a few things.
I kept getting strange looks, normally this wouldn't bother me, but when you catch the eye of practically every person who walks past you, you begin to get a little suspicious. Twenty minutes later, I was agitated, annoyed and ever-so-slightly upset. I could not work out what was causing all of these looks. If I had been with a friend, I could have asked what it was about my appearance that caused me to get these odd looks. My phone then rang. As I reached into my bag I noticed what the reason behind these looks was.My favourite handbag.
Friday, 17 April 2009
Handbags & Gladrags
Plus, Daisy (my only follower so far - mentioned here) comes home from her holiday today!
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That handbag is immenseley cool =)
I'm not usually a handbag person but that is great.
Thanks for the mention =) xxx
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