When One Just Isn't Enough.

Ok, so I never thought I’d say this, but I am truly hooked to my LV Speedy bag. I don’t know what it is but now I just want more. Uh oh. What is up with that? And this is coming from a girl who said she’d never buy or want to have an LV bag because I didn’t see the point — it seemed everyone had them so why should I be another number? Riiiiiiiiiight.

I love my Speedy bag. It can house everything I want and need — for Erynne! Yes, for Erynne. The only thing you’ll see of mine in my bag is my Franklin Covey planner, my wallet and occassionally, my Nano. Everything else would be diapers, blocks of toys that resemble legos, crayons or whatever it is that Erynne decides to grab before we run out of the door and no longer wants to carry.

So I might wear it a little grudge-y than most people (me in my carefree slippers and capris with uncombed hair), so what. A bag is a bag is a bag, no matter how many 2-letter initials are plastered over the bag. But still, there is something addicting about LV bags. I don’t know what it is but I tell you, I’m looking forward to hubby’s next purchase. Hehe!