So last week I went with my girl, Kellie, to this great store and bought this purse:

For some reason, I love this purse in a way that I have never loved another.  Is it because it rekindles some of my youth that seems to be quietly slipping away from me?  Is it because it’s largely outside of my norm of getting one in black,  brown, or white to go with everything?  (That’s the functional “mom” side of me talking.)  Will having this make me a more fun and exciting person?  Whatever the reason, I find myself planning my outfits only so that I can wear this purse.

You must admit, it’s a little bit awesome.