Happy New Year! Another holiday season has come and gone, and with it the Christmas shopping tension I vow to alleviate each year. I make every attempt to get things done early so I’m not out with the last-minute Lucys of the world. Thing is, there’s invariably something I need during that final week before the black-belted big guy swings through town. And let’s be honest: I’m kind of a last-minute Lucy in general. But! When the crunch is on, I motor through. I just get in, get out, and snap pictures of the ridiculous on my way.
I consider it a public service to my two readers.
You’re both welcome.
Lip balm flavors from hell in 3-2-…
The only words I noticed were the three at the top of this package:
When did wine purses become a thing? Are there whiskey purses or schnapps purses? Is wine the only beverage Klassy enough to warrant a designer carrying case that coordinates with your shoes? Also, is there a model with a long straw?
Let’s face it. These people are out there, and some of them really need to be told about themselves. I’d like one I can propel to that woman sitting in her car doing God knows what while you’re waiting for her parking spot. This is for you, “I might be taking a good long time adjusting my seat belt or maybe I’m just sorting through my entire purse right now” Lady.
In case you’re stumped for inaugural gift ideas (the mirror is a nice touch):
I just… uh… wow.
To be sure all those drunk dials aren’t misunderstood:
Until next time, happy shopping!