Here you have it. My purse. My very old and well-loved purse. Actually, it is so well loved that I put it away because I was tired of it. After perusing all the high buck designer bags which looked a lot like my own, I came home, pulled it out of my closet and got out the paint. House paint. And a few kids.
After we got the tarp laid out, we started throwing paint around and I put my purse in a strategic place. Along with the canvases, the kids and myself, it was in the line of fire. Now, it's a rare day when I don't get a compliment on it! Even carrying it around makes me happy.
So, if you're short on happy days... find some kids, something that needs rejuvenating, and get out the house paint.
After we got the tarp laid out, we started throwing paint around and I put my purse in a strategic place. Along with the canvases, the kids and myself, it was in the line of fire. Now, it's a rare day when I don't get a compliment on it! Even carrying it around makes me happy.
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