happy birthday to me.
when my cousin called me to wish me a happy birthday, she asked me how i was going to spend my day. i replied with, firstly, a trip to the thrift store. my cousin, also my thrifting partner in crime, replied with, perfection, doing something you love to do.
this vintage coach pocketbook as mentioned in my previous post is part of my fall uniform. pocketbook. who talks like that? this bag is very structured and small and the handle fits perfectly nestled in my grip. i think calling it a pocketbook does it justice. this was a very last minute find. as i was paying for my other finds, i noticed this pocketbook hidden in the cashwrap glass case. the thrifting gods must have know it was my birthday.
anyways, last night it accompanied me to a bar. $3 drinks and under bar hooks that perfectly display my find. hmmmm, u think i can yelp the bar and give it 5 stars for their hooks?
