I'm not a Coach purse kinda gal - I'm the gal at the thrift store hoarding the boxes of Shiny & Brite Christmas ornaments. Having to open the boxes in the car and touch each delicate ornament. I was swept away by the dusty smell of the boxes - an instant journey up the steep stairs to my Grandma Vi's attic. I don't remember what I loved up there, but the smell I conjure up is coal dust and her crisp linens.
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Yep, me too! Give me a box of vintage brights any day, I'd walk right by those purses!
Oh, man...look at those beauties. In tissue paper no less..... sigh... none of that anymore. Now, they are in horrible plastic sleeves or divided squares...ick....
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