So who’s gonna get those gorgeous babies just in time for:
A. Wearing to holiday parties.
B. Giving away as a lovely gift.
C. Gloating mercilessly.
Let’s see shall we?
Ok, opening Random.org (thank heavens for this website!) entering 1 through 24…and the winner is:
Which translates to Jami!
Which I can totally see.
Jami, look for an email from me to hook you up with Danielle to claim your loot.
Please don’t forget to stop by Danielle’s website, Swoon Gems, to drool over some of her other lovely pieces.
Project Purse and Boots will be on hiatus for the remainder of this week to give me a chance to try to catch up with Purse Stories. I’ve got at least three to write up and at this point I’m going to start getting confused if I don’t catch up.
But please keep up with spreading the word, taking time for yourselves and having fun, and fighting stroke every time you think you can get a punch in.
Happy Thanksgiving and many blessings to you all.
Yeah, she’s totally got a gun in that purse. Or a puppy.
PS – Don’t forget to enter to win a pair of beautiful onyx earrings in our November give-away!
Oooh…I gots lovely stuff for ya.
Just look at these:
These are faceted black onyx stone with twisted gold-filled wire. They are STUNNING!
And they might be yours!
To enter, leave a comment telling me what you think Pursey Galore’s favorite cocktail is. Remember, she’s a ruckus sort a bag, so think big.
And for a second entry tweet this give away with the hashtag #PPNB and leave a second comment telling me you have done so.
Keep them? Give them away as a Christmas gift?
Contest is open through Wednesday, November 24th at 9 am PST. Winner will be selected by a random number generator.
In order to fully understand this letter I had to write to Pursey, it’s important to read the letter she wrote to ME from her stay with Alexandra, at Good Day, Regular People. We try and we try, but we just can’t be in control of them ALL the time.
Dearest Pursey –
First, you need to hear how much I love you, how much I will always love you, even when you are ruining your life I will love you.
No, sorry, I didn’t mean that.
What I meant to say was that if you dress like a tramp you reap what you sow.
That’s not it either.
Sorry, let me try again.
This is so hard.
First you need to understand that I can love you even while I see you making horrible choices that you will regret the rest of your life.
That may have been too harsh.
What I really mean to say is that you don’t have two brain cells to rub together in your wee sequined head and what the hell were you thinking?
Let me try another tack, here.
I know you think what you’re feeling is love. It’s strong, and powerful, and all consuming. But really, sweetheart, what you’re feeling is hormones and a powerful lack of common sense.
And just because a laptop bag is willing to do the right thing by you, does not mean that a relationship will work in the long term. Because, honey, right now you have the attention span of a flea and some other handsome leather number is going to turn your pretty little fritter head before you know it.
I mean…the purse you are now is not necessarily the purse you will be when you’re older and foundations of lasting relationships take more time than you’ve given this one.
* sigh * It is harder to phrase this kindly than I thought.
I am proud of you for honoring your commitments and carrying on with your work. It would have been easy to get distracted and abandoned the path you chose. You are being very mature to make sure that people who are counting on you are not disappointed.
And I think you’re making the best decision for Purseylette in letting her stay with her papa and not subjecting a young coin purse to life on the road. I’m glad you’re putting her needs first.
But, I am strongly considering ordering you straight back home to lock you in a closet with the overnight bag who thought midnight raids on the mini bar were a good idea!!!
My apologies. I didn’t mean to shout.
At the end of the day, I’m glad you remembered your manners, if not your biology, and that you behaved courteously towards your hostess and host.
BUT IF YOU DO SOMETHING THAT STUPID AGAIN I AM GOING TO SEND YOU TO A CONVENT WHERE YOU CAN SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE CARTING ONIONS FOR WOMEN IN HABITS!!
Ok, I feel better now. I’m glad we had this little exchange, dear. It’s so important to keep lines of communication open.
Love you lots,