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Now I will admit this little number is comfy. But if it rides up at all (Well we will just leave it at that.) I do know one thing... I would not dance in it!
Who's young and sweet and only 17.. Well age doesn't really matter I suppose she can be 65 for all I care.
I will fill you in.... This afternoon I went to one of my favorite thrifts. I have a routine in this store of where I start up and where I end. So I am in my starting area. *The dresses* when I look above me and hear heavenly angels singing because I spot the sweetest Samsonite on a shelf above my head. Being a shortie I could not reach it. A quick dial to my man who is in the book section. ("Honey I need your help HURRAY!") Now I am sure he thought I must have been having a bathroom emergency or something because he arrived in milliseconds. I point up ("Please get that suitcase down, I need to look at it.")
Even though he didn't say a thing (I KNOW) He was thinking *"Oh Lord not another suitcase"* I look it over.. it is in great shape I tell him to take it with him and NOT PUT IT DOWN. (I have had things I was planning on purchasing taken right from my shopping basket in this store. So I do NOT take any chances. *lol* )
I imagine he knew I meant business cause he just straight away paid for it and put it in the vehicle. I suppose the luggage wasn't manly enough for him to carry around. *smile*
Quick explanation: Suitcase in awsome shape and pretty clean just needed a quick wipe down. Now on the other hand.. Inside was a overnight bag which looked to be used alot. IT WAS DINGY! So I scrubbed the living lobsters out of it!
*Before*
I know one place I am not going... To a honey making farm.