I confess…

I have a serious problem.  Ok.  Well, many who have known me for a long time know I have a couple of serious problems, right?  Well, I’m coming here publicly now to confess to one of them.  Purses.  This is just one obsession.  Truly.  I’ll purge some other “issues” I have with you on future episodes of THE OP LIFE Therapy for Irene.  But for now, let’s stick with this matter at hand.

The fact that a new spring season is upon us isn’t helping this compulsive shopping disorder I have either.  Because I’ve been coveting the likes of  these easter-egg colored bags like it’s no body’s business….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First lemme say, whoever says Pinterest doesn’t work is WRONG.  Pinterest moves us all to try recipies that are supposed to be amazing, even if they are flops.  It makes us try DIY things we would have NEVER dreamed of trying.  Enables us to try a new fashion statement even though many might gawk.  And for me?  Well, it helps me SPOT a new purse I must have.  Be it in the likes of this guy.

Now.  Let me just make a few “justy’s” (short for justifications).  It is MINT.  I don’t have a mint purse.  In this day and age, one MUST have a mint purse, right?  Second, it has GOLD hardware.  KEY to my purse criteria.  Third, it doesn’t look too big or too small.  Fourth, I do not own a Red Valentino bag, therefore, I need to.  So… off in the sunset I ride the google train to find this puppy.  I found her.  And she’s all mine.  Now… mind you…. this was the week PRIOR to spring break, before we venture down the road south and do some more shopping for great finds that we did not know we would embark upon. {{{hold your breath…}}}

Now.  Problem number 2.  We begin our spring break trip to the closest shopping mecca next to our hometown (not including the internet of course).  And we make a pit stop to my fave Last Call (where the associates know me by my first name.  Sad, huh?)  What do I find there?  A little Nina Ricci number to the likes of this….   Almost a $2000 bag for a little over $75% off…. now… who can pass that up???

For one, Nina is peachy-pink.  I do not own a peachy pink bag.  Two, I do not own a Nina Ricci bag.  Three, it was a deal of a lifetime, how COULD I pass her up and not give her a loving home???  So away with me she came.

Finally, I met Jimmy.  Classic staple.  As we were driving through the streets, I spotted this great consignment shop known to have amazing things.  We HAD to pull in.  And Jimmy called my name.

For one, believe it or not, I do not have a basic staple black bag.  Other colors, yes.  Black, no.  Two, this beauty had gold hardware but it wasn’t just gold. It was BRUSHED gold.  Even MORE to my liking.  Third, the size was perfect for any occasion, which made this a very versatile bag for me.  Fourth, what you cannot see in this picture is the detail of patent leather touches against the beautiful kid leather.  Finally, the price again.  I’m not sure what he retailed at but I am pretty sure I got a heck of a deal, I’d say again at least 75% off, in pristine condition WITH the dust bag.

So you see, all within a 7 day period I now am the owner of 3 new bags, and I have my justy’s for all.  I have SERIOUS issues.  I do not do this all the time, BELIEVE me.  But I will say, I treasure my purses like a serious collection and I can never pass a deal.  There you go.  Does anyone else fight this internal battle too????  PLEASE confess too because misery LOVES company {ha!}.  Regardless if you have issues like mine, I hope you still love me.  Happy Monday!