My favorite dead woman has delivered (well, not her, but you get what I mean) a second load of her possessions to the Bring N' Buy -- this time in handbags. To say that I am bursting with joy is not at all an exaggeration, but my love for the handbags is bittersweet. They are destined to go home with happy customers with a large wallet- not myself. It is a sobering fact that I must begin to come to terms with, as it's not very mature to grip a Zac Posen and refuse to let go. My mother had to scream at me several times before I let go of the soft, supple leather handle.

Simply put, without all the word shenanigans that I love, this bag is beautiful. It is Zac Posen, and cost over a thousand dollars retail. Sadly, this is just a smidgen out of my price range. Puh. Although you surely can't tell from my photo, it is crafted of the finest leather I have ever had the pleasure to touch. Magnificent. There are details around every single square inch yet it doesn't seem over-crowded or over-done. The bow on the front provides all the femininity, but the chain strap brings it back. It is God-made for me.

(Close up of the strap) Theee perfect bag- I feel blessed to have it in my presence. In fact, if it doesn't sell soon I'm afraid I'm going to have to pull a fast one on my own mother and take it.
Another Zac that I'm not quite as smitten with. I think that it's gets me a little uncomfortable because of the geometricality (is it a word?) of the shape and just the general design in the middle.

Goodness I'm freckly. These were her clip- on earrings that she never wore. I like the idea of clip ons, just not putting it into action. I feel that they always manage to fall off me and I end up looking like a pirate all day because NO ONE EVER TELLS ME!!! Sorry. These amused me for some reason and I'm not sure why. Perhaps it's because they are just so over-the- top and ridiculous. They did start to hurt my earlobes after a few minutes of wearing them though.

There are seriously boxes of designer handbags with tags still on at the Bring N' Buy, all from the lovely and mysterious Ms. X. I will be the first one to say, however, that she had a problem.

This handbag isn't one of hers. It's Patti's own little Louis Vuitton (real, may I add...) and I only added this because I thought she was looking snazzy.