Saturday, January 07, 2006

It's my obsession, part deux.

Heh heh heh.

OK, so maybe Pat Robertson thinks I'm a sinner (see last post) but personally, I think God loves me and wants me to be happy. Look what showed up in the mail yesterday:

See, when I obsess about something, I don't sit around like the Lady of Shalott. No, I do something about it. And the proof is currently sitting on my bed. So. Pat Robertson can just kiss my moon-like ass.

Also? Notice the extra super-fantastic Moschino gloves with the super cute hearts trimmed in gold leather on the tops. Don't they go great with the bag? See the brown and gold? See?

Man, I'll bet those blogging babes were wicked impressed when I met them today. I bet they were thinking "wow, and she writes like such a slob. But those accessories ...!"



  1. Wow! I'm impressed that you've let a Coach item into your repetoire (vis a vis, Part 1) but it is absolutely gorgeous, so go Poppy!!

  2. That bag! I've been coveting it for so long! And those gloves! And you had lunch with SUSIE SUNSHINE?! That's it. I'm blogrolling you this very minute.

    Thanks for stopping by!

  3. OK, people, now THIS is what I like to see in a comment, OK?

    1. Validation of my taste
    2. A blind eye to my extravagance
    3. Superb taste in bloggers

    and most especially

    4. Prompt, decisive blogrolling

    Neener, neener. Lucinda is my new best friend.


Gentle Readers:

For the time being, I've turned off comment moderation. Please don't spam; it's not nice.

xxx, Poppy.