Saturday, April 17, 2010

The Lady

It goes without saying that behind every pretty purse is a lovely lady. My Lady is far from perfect, but she loves me unconditionally and truly, what more can a purse ask for? The Lady works downtown and while I don't pretend to understand what she does, it's clear her daily routine involves a computer and talking on the phone. About museums. Huh.

When we're not at work, we live in the French Quarter in a third story flat. The Lady has been sick with an awful cold this week, so living conditions are...less than ideal. Especially for a pretty purse like me. However, her taste is feminine and cute, to say the least. I mean, really, who has a pink polka-dotted ottoman?

The Lady and I met not too long ago at a social event. We were introduced by her significant other's mother. The Mother knew that I was the purse for her son's ladyfriend, so here we are. Don't you wish you and your purse were so perfectly paired?

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