Another year later found me on the receiving end of my younger sister's cleaning frenzy. As I dug through the black Hefty trash bag I squealed with delight at the Ralph Lauren tote bag and the Nike back pack. I giggled with glee upon spying the brown leather Kenneth Cole belt and the aqua blue Gap shirt. And there, lying at the bottom of the trash bag was the animal print Kate Spade purse. I read the label over and over--I could not believe it: the t and the d were in the correct places! See--it's true: good things come to those who wait...or at least to those who are too cheap to buy name brands!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Calling a Spate a Spade
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