Since I'm about braindead from trying to beat Blogger into submission, I figured, silly pictures would have to suffice. 
 
 

Picture number 1 is scary.  First, I'm naked.  Yep, other than glasses and the gigantic ring in my nose,  nothing.  Ha, not that you can see a thing.  The huge nose ring?  I lost my nostril screw and the only other 18 gauge jewelry I have is gigantic.  Until I can get somewhere to get a new one, I'm stuck with this.   
 
 

Now the next pictures are of one of my favorite purses.  It's big, it's black, it's crochet, with fringe.  What more could you ask for?  Okay, I love it, but everyone else hates it.  I refuse to get rid of it, it's one of my collections.  I adore purses, they're one of my few girly things.  I don't collect shoes, I don't have tons of clothes, I'm just not that kind of girl.  I am a purse girl. 

The first picture is the bottom of the purse, highlighting the fringe.  I love my hippy bag.   

I'm not just a purseaholic.  I'm a bag ho.  I have multiple tote bags, with my favorite being one Von painted for me when I was in the hospital.  I imagine I'll end up wearing that one out, it's so beautiful.   

Tony laughs at me.  He knows I'm an addict.  I have purses lurking everywhere (you can't see it, but, I have a small chinese silk bag in that red and white one.)  A woman can never have too many bags. 
 
 

Suzy