So it’s official. I am trying to sell “the sunbeam bag”. Here’s the link to it:
http://cgi.ebay.com/Authentic-Jimmy-Choo-Purse-Large-brown-leather-bag-/250830874252
I am such an Ebay newbie. It’s a little embarrassing.
I’ll let you know if it works. :)
Again, don’t you love great deals? I definitely do.
Right now we are in a family ward here at BYU. Basically, when you get married, you have the choice to go to a family ward (some people consider it a “regular” ward) or you can go to the BYU married ward. We chose to go to the family ward. I was a little skeptical at first because I had heard the horror stories or “Newlyweds and Nearly Deads”, but seriously we love our ward . . . and it’s not just because of this experience that I’m about to blog about.
Our ward does an annual “Brunch and Swap”. It’s basically a yard sale without the yard and without the sale. The event takes place in the church gymnasium, and everyone brings all of their unwanted items to swap. Of course, I’m all about the free, so I attended.
Anyway, I was just perusing around, and I came to the shoes/purse section. I am sucker for both, so I was trying not to look because I did not need any more shoes or purses, and I was already feeling guilty for taking so much stuff. I was trying to skip over that section when I saw a really cute brown over-sized bag. Kenneth and I were looking for a good oversized bag that we could use for the Sunbeams, so I justified taking the cute bag.
Somehow, obviously beyond my control, I ended up taking the sunbeam bag to work one day. I was on my lunch break with an acquaintance, Stacy, and I plopped my bag onto the table. She said, “Home-girl, where’d you get dat?” And I said at a garage sale. For free. She said “Fo’ real? Jimmy Choo?” And I said yeah.
Apparently, the sunbeam bag is actually a designer bag. Like a nice designer bag (shows how fashionable I am). Here is the closest new Jimmy Choo bag that I could find that is similar to the one that I got-
What?! I know. Crazy expensive.
Side story:
In testimony meeting the other day, a man gets up to speak. Kenneth and I look at each other at practically the same time, with quizzical looks on our face, and said “hey, isn’t that . . . ?” Yes, Dave Rose is in our ward.
Back to the post- How cool is that? Not that I really care that it is a designer bag. Personally, I think when someone says Jimmy Choo it sounds like they are sneezing.
Now the Jimmy Choo bag is more like a running joke. When at lunch, Stacy and I pretended like we were snobs the rest of the hour and bossed each other around. “Oh yeah? I have a Jimmy Choo bag so go get me a glass of water. Hmm?” (Said in a really high voice.)
Similarly, whenever Kenneth and I go somewhere, we usually have to wait a bit until I find my purse. In that time, we always make sure to work the brand name into conversation . . . except Kenneth usually messes up the name by saying “Jimmy Ping” or “Tom Choo”. His new favorite is “Jimmy Poo”.
Now, I have the internal debate on whether to sell it or not. Don’t get me wrong, I do not want to keep it because I want to have a designer bag. I am just not sure if it’s morally okay for me to take something that was free and then sell it. But I’m pretty sure that I could get at least $200 for it . . .
I’ll let you know what I decide.
Don’t you just love great deals? Inexpensive (I learned in my advertising class that “cheap” makes it sound like it’s poorly made . . . hence the word choice of “inexpensive”) clothing makes it that much sweeter once you make it to the register. And when you look at your bank account the next day. And when you have to tell your husband how much money you spent. :)
Recently, my home-girl Stacy and I went shopping. It was a magical experience. We never go shopping. (Except for last year at this same time.) We weren’t planning on going shopping, but then I found this hoppin’ deal from my blog-stalking (who said blog-stalking was a waste?). The deal was 50% off clearance items at my favorite store. So that gray cardigan shown above was $5. The pink shirt was also $5. And Kenneth’s shirt was $6. Yes, I know. Kenneth is so high-maintenancewith his biggest purchase of the day. Just kidding. I bought it for him. He had no say in the decision. And to clear the air, Kenneth is extremely low-maintenance. Like, I could give him 3 pieces of fruit a day, and he would be content.
For those of you that do not know, Kenneth love love loves fruit. Like sometimes I feel like I am competing with fruit. I learned quickly that to keep my husband happy, I need to keep our fruit basket well stocked, which I feel like is a reasonable request. He also likes to wait an unusually long time before he eats bananas. He thinks that they need to practically be brown before he will touch it. He always says that green bananas offend him.
Anyway, we are starting to count down the days before we can have “real fruit” in Fiji. We are leaving August 14 and will be staying there for 2 weeks. So excited! Post to come.
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