Thursday, February 24, 2005

A birkin for a lifetime....

My sinful possession so till death do us apart....

I rarely use many of my handbags but the birkin is possibly the least used - and how I had craved till I got it. See my thoughts on life below - this is certainly something one can do without.

I remember how you coveted that one! You didn't need it -- you needed an exorcist. Now you possess it, but it no longer possesses you. Ah, the fickleness of our affairs with objects.
You have a super memory T! Yes life is rather funny and as you say the fickleness with objects. :))
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