This Coach purse was at the thrift store, and they clearly thought it was a fake. It’s not. It’s beautiful with a purple lining. It’s a lovely bag, with lots of pockets and pouches to keep it from being a black hole bag.
Real Coach bags in the thrift store are hard to come by. I believe this one is real. It’s cute, and little, so you know what that means… email me at firstname.lastname@example.org with bag 29.
Here’s a Coach baby bucket-style bag, but with a flat rectangular bottom. Is it real? I think so. I always sit in the store and check the numbers. But, i’m no pro. The good news here is that for you, there’s no risk – free is free. It’s a bit small for me so here you go. Email me at email@example.com if this is for you. We keep Spencer.
Is it real? I believe so, but i’m not an expert and also not a huge Coach fan, so I can’t say. But it is a very nice leather tote with Coach looking buckles and Coach tags. It’s more worn than bags I usually buy, but a Coach tote is a rare find at the thrift store, especially priced under $15. If you would like this tote, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. The prayer quote rock is included. TAKEN – thanks!
It’s the final countdown. Honestly I was so far from the blog, for a variety of reasons. I completely lost count. Fortunately, i was going though the process in every other way, taking pictures of the different bags each day. Even though i knew Pentecost was close, i still thought i had another week after this. So there’s lots of great bags that i planned to use but won’t make it this year. Cool!
Well there you have it, one day to go, with commensurate wrap-up. Peace.
Since there are so many days, i’ll just do photos and a short post. I have been vigilant in practice, but not in sharing. To remind you of what I do during Easter, I carry a different bag every day for 50 days. Switching bags every day is both fun and a drag, but mostly fun. Forcing myself to delve into my collection and use them is the fun part, the challenging part is getting everything from bag to bag. I’m missing more stuff this time around, it seems. Nail clippers, where are you!?