I was going to let it go. I wasn’t going to dignify the purchase of a butt-ass ugly purse for an ungodly sum of money with a blog post. But the more I think about it, the more I have to wonder who the hell spends more than I make in a year on a purse that’s not even attractive, but which is made of leftover scraps of other (mostly) butt-ass ugly purses?
Some woman in DC with more money than brains, that’s who.
At least the bag is pretty big, so there’s no mistaking it as this anonymous burner-of-cash carries it around. Be sure to point and laugh.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs