

Peeps, I have scored myself an 'it' bag.
Ok, so I'm three or four seasons late on this, and it's an 'it' bag circa 2007, but do you think I care?
HELLZ no. And do I mind that it's previously enjoyed and just a teeny bit scratch n' dent?
HELLZ no! Cause it's a
Rebecca Minkoff Nikki in WINE, and it completes me. And it makes even my
narsty sleepin' sweater (
erm, see above) look presentable.
New (To Me) Wine Nikki, you compete me. You complete me like Edward completes Bella and
OMG IS ANYONE GOING TO SEE TWILIGHT TONIGHT???? For a 34 year old woman, I am ridiculously frightened of
tweenaged girls in large groups so I'll be
abstaining, for now...
Eeep. There's an unfortunate footnote to the happy wine Nikki story. Today I found out that the post man at the (busy) postal outlet I frequent now knows me by name, and no longer requires my ID when I pick up packages.
Erm, shopping ban starts now??
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