I am sure this is some kind of negative commentary on my character, but I bought a new Coach bag in Las Vegas last weekend, and I can't stop talking about it, thinking about it, touching it. Grant told me this morning I needed to blog about my bag to get it out of my system - so here it is.
I've never spent money on a purse before, and even though I had a few moments of pain and agony, I've gotten over it. It thrills me. It's so smart looking, so sassy, so well made, so spacious inside. It's all of the things I've admired in other women's bags, and now it's mine. Hee!Hee!
I know there are far more important things in the world, and I spend most of my time thinking and talking about those, but just this once - it's all about the bag. I showed KSL's reporter Mary Richards the bag this morning, and we oohed and ahhed for one whole minute (a long time in the radio news business.) If I could afford it, I'd buy one of these bags for every woman I know so that, at least once in her life, she would feel like I do right now.
Now - if only I could find shoes to match . . .