I spotted this patent leather purse and knew I just had to have it. I don't know what it is about this purse but it was the beginning of a fascination that I have never been able to quench. Whenever I'm out I always look for the perfect accessory that goes with my bag. I'm 21 years old. I'm young enough to carry any purse of any design, fabric, color, size, or brand. I consider myself to be in the absolute prime of my purse carrying days. I'm obsessed to see how much I can fit into my lovely purse. Every store that I walk into, I immediately look for my LEVI purse in another color or style.
Wouldn't it be grand if I could purchase the exact same bag in another style. I'd love the same exact purse in canvas, denim, even corduroy !!! I carry my purse with me everywhere. I feel naked without it. If I had to choose between a man and my purse, the purchase wins every time. Although I would probably choose a warm bath and a drink over a man as well. I wonder if I could find my wonderful purse with one strap, or detachable straps.
My purse is my soul mate. It's perfect for every occasion and will be big enough to fit my life into and small enough to hide it under the table. My purse is the perfect color, shape, and would hold a rhino. I have become personal friends with the clerk that sold it to me. We have a lot in common including our wonderful taste in purses. I would never loan my purse to a friend, it is was to valuable to me. My purse was made by Levi Strauss in the palest pink corduroy, shaped like a bucket with a big pocket on front with the cutest clasp. My heart still jumps every time I look at it. I have since learned the company doesn't carry it anymore. I have sent the company e-mails, trying to find a sibling for my purse. They claim they have no more in stock, and no plans to make any more. I may cry myself to sleep tonight. Article kindly provided by