Would you like to hear the story of my christmas purse?
You don't?
pffffffft.
My blog.
My story.
My flippity flip purse.
With a broken zipper.
Imagine Christmas morning. Oh the wonderment and joy.
My fashionable mother bought be a magnificent purse!
A very expensive magnificent purse!
Exclamation point!
I fell madly in love with it. Oh, how I loved you purse.
Loved.
Until the zipper broke.
WTF. Expensive purse and the zipper broke.
Two months into usage? Please, for shame.
My fashionable mother remarked, "UGH! We are SOOOO taking that back!"
So, we made a soggy trip to the mall. It was raining. Like a monsoon.
Guess what?
They took my purse back....and replaced it.....and because it was on sale, gave me the refund!
So...
I went to the salon...
...and....
chopped off 9 inches of very long hair!
(I mean after all I really wasn't expecting that money!)
My head feels a lot lighter.
Thank you broken purse...for the second Christmas.
The end.
