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Vicki
While the boys were young, occasionally, I would work at market for a friend's showroom. I loved it. Her business was accessories and of course, the biggest fun one for me was the handbags. I bought several. Here's one:
The vendor was known for making jackets, yet did dabble in handbags. This is a heavy weight fabric, fully lined in dark blue with a pocket. I have to say this is my perfect size and style. It holds everything and has my favorite tote handles. I did put the pin on because why not style up your handbags. This giveaway came from a now defunct store which had been hugely popular when I was a teen and young adult.
I passed on my love of handbags to my heroine, Hattie Cooks, in the romantic comedy mystery, Temporarily Employed, and coming this fall, Temporarily Insane. Here's a fun excerpt:
With a drawn-out sigh, she dropped her handbag on the couch. Her gaze went back to the photo. “He looks kinda young to be writin’ tickets.”
“Aren’t you funny?” Determining I stood too close, I took two steps back. “I knew him a long time ago.”
She pressed her hand over her mouth. “You know the cop who wrote you a ticket?”
“Sorta.”
With a drawn-out sigh, she dropped her handbag on the couch. “Explain sorta.”
My arm rose and reached behind, my front leg lifted in a baseball windup. The first squishy ball landed on his left temple. “He’s Sarah Anne Wellborn’s brother, and he wrote me a citation today.”
“And throwin’ things...”
I took a step to my right and eyeballed again. “Stress balls.”
“’cuse me. Throwin’ stress balls will make you feel what…happy?”
The second ball hit his mouth smack dab in the middle. I blinked. “All the time he knew who I was. Why didn’t he say something? He didn’t have to write me a ticket. He was being a smart ass. The creep. The asshole. The...” The third ball smashed the bridge of his glasses. The paper split. “The geek!”
Find more of Hattie's story at: Amazon
So do you keep handbags forever like me? Or do you carry until in tatters and buy a new one and if so, what do you do with dressy clothing?
Vicki
While the boys were young, occasionally, I would work at market for a friend's showroom. I loved it. Her business was accessories and of course, the biggest fun one for me was the handbags. I bought several. Here's one:
The vendor was known for making jackets, yet did dabble in handbags. This is a heavy weight fabric, fully lined in dark blue with a pocket. I have to say this is my perfect size and style. It holds everything and has my favorite tote handles. I did put the pin on because why not style up your handbags. This giveaway came from a now defunct store which had been hugely popular when I was a teen and young adult.
I passed on my love of handbags to my heroine, Hattie Cooks, in the romantic comedy mystery, Temporarily Employed, and coming this fall, Temporarily Insane. Here's a fun excerpt: 
With a drawn-out sigh, she dropped her handbag on the couch. Her gaze went back to the photo. “He looks kinda young to be writin’ tickets.”
“Aren’t you funny?” Determining I stood too close, I took two steps back. “I knew him a long time ago.”
She pressed her hand over her mouth. “You know the cop who wrote you a ticket?”
“Sorta.”
With a drawn-out sigh, she dropped her handbag on the couch. “Explain sorta.”
My arm rose and reached behind, my front leg lifted in a baseball windup. The first squishy ball landed on his left temple. “He’s Sarah Anne Wellborn’s brother, and he wrote me a citation today.”
“And throwin’ things...”
I took a step to my right and eyeballed again. “Stress balls.”
“’cuse me. Throwin’ stress balls will make you feel what…happy?”
The second ball hit his mouth smack dab in the middle. I blinked. “All the time he knew who I was. Why didn’t he say something? He didn’t have to write me a ticket. He was being a smart ass. The creep. The asshole. The...” The third ball smashed the bridge of his glasses. The paper split. “The geek!”
Find more of Hattie's story at: Amazon
So do you keep handbags forever like me? Or do you carry until in tatters and buy a new one and if so, what do you do with dressy clothing?
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