At long last, I own a Vera Bradley bag. For years I was drawn to them in specialty stores. Their vibrant colors, and fun patterns were appealing to me. Something about their quirky preppiness spoke to my soul. But I never felt like I could live up to it. I'm not sure what it was -- did I feel they were for the upper-crust? mature women? Did I think people would look at me funny for carrying a bold paisley bag? I'm not sure. All I know is I never bought one.
Until now. The frugalista in me flipped when I received a $20 off $20 or more for my birthday. And lucky me, we have an outlet store here in Chicagoland. So last month I grabbed my mother-in-law and off we went. This lovely purchase cost me $16. Cha-ching. And I LOVE it. The perfect weight, perfect handle lengths, very roomy, and lots of slip pockets to organize everything. And the color and pattern. Yummy.
My inner preppy is all happy and stuff.
1 comment:
Congrats on the new bag. It's beautiful and so nicely photographed.
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