Wednesday, May 09, 2007

The Purse Museum

So, every time I go to the mall, I have to visit the purse museum. A museum? At the mall? Dedicated to, what, the history of purses? Um, no, not exactly. That's just what I call the Coach store...because I just go visit the pretty things in there. It's not like I can actually BUY anything there...and it's all displayed so nicely with pretty lighting and such. See?

It kinda does look like a museum, doesn't it? Isn't that a clever name for the store? It sums up the niceness of it AND pokes fun at myself for my frugal spending habits. Haha! Clever! Catchy! I have to change it!

Why? Because I have the world's most awesome husband who, for my 30th birthday (can you believe I'm 30? me neither) bought me a COACH PURSE. Not just any Coach purse, but the one I have been stalking for, like, 3 years. This one:

I love it. Thank you, Michael!


  1. that's awesome. Did they gift wrap it? its so much fun to open that box!

    btw my verification word is dj goo. I don't know why but I find it hysterical.

  2. No, no gift wrap. Michael had bought it and gift wrapped it himself. :)

    DJ GOO is a very silly verification word. HA!