early birthday present

happy birthday to me.
happy birthday to me.
happy birthday, happy birthday
happy birthday to me.

no it's not yet my birthday and this is a no surprise gift.
i dragged my sweetie to nieman marcus at the shops. i did'nt see frank but the lady was so nice to assist me with my purchase. i requested it to be wrapped, she glanced at me, smiled and said "sure!". i know in her mind she's wondering, "what the???"
but hey, it's my gift ... to my self. thank you.



























i know! slap me on the hands. but i'm gonna have to blame a very convincing
bag addict (you know who you are). this is not totally my fault.

tada! monogram speedy
(i have to take pictures with the plastic on handles to prove that original louis vuitton sometimes comes with...*nuff said)



















i loves this bag ever since, but my loving sweetie comments that he sees his mom on me
(she has a vintage fendi with same size and style.)
"com'on!" i said and blah blah blah...blah blah blah
eventually tsk*... i got it!


sure the perforated speedy in fushia was dazzling




















and the fushia baggy gm. yum yum!



















but soooooo pricey. each bag costing my monthly mortgage plus car payment.
nice, but no thanks.

the rest of my weekend's a drag. i had to do this whole day class, free lunch but nothing exciting. except for this hottie that sat in front of me. worked with him almost 2 years now and he still looks yummy. wait till i get a shot of his six pack. double yummy.