As you might remember from my very first few posts for my blog, I lost the handles of my handbag to a simply gorgeous friend of mine's equally beautiful (albeit chew-happy) puppy. I made do. I made it work with the stunning tan leather bag's over-the-shoulder strap. Happy pappy: I still had a 1/2 functioning handbag. Today's sad tale does not have the same happy ending.
After finding said bag in the back of my wardrobe and thinking "Haven't used this golden oldie in a while" I strapped in. Today the day dragged on to reveal that the straps to my bag were disintegrating and might not last the duration to the days end. And it didn't. Different to the loss of my first bag months ago, I don't feel panicked and do not have a desperate urge to replace it. I'll simply live on with what I have. Easy.
My, how things change.
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