This morning on my way to work, after cussing out some jack ass cut me off and I got trapped at the stop light, I looked over at my fancy new handbag and blew it a little kiss. It’s really nice, you see. Really nice, and fancy, and I love it. I’d like to give a shout out to Tory Burch for designing such lovely bags – such lovely bags with such high price tags. I’m fortunate to have some nice bags in my collection. Shoes I could give two shits about, aside from a nice pair here and there, but handbags I fawn all over like an idiot.
It suddenly occurred to me that what I was wearing for the day was almost what I made for one pay period.
- Boots: $300
- Bag: $400
- Coat: $300
- Gloves: $30
- Sunglasses: $200
- Pants: $40
- Sweater: $90
- Bra: $60
- Panties: $40
I had more on my body than some people make in a month. It’s moments like this I’m thankful for having a good job, and a generous mother.
In honor of my luck I’m going to spend far too much money on overpriced alcohol.
