Not like the hard-pressed, yellow-dyed, foil-wrapped kind you find in the dairy aisle, but like the smooth, creamy, hand-churned, melt-in-your-mouth divinity you can only find down south.
I love my new creamy soft buttery leather jacket from Lucky Brand. I know I shouldn't have bought it, not with all of the expenses of my upcoming move. But I saw it, and it was love. And, it was on sale. And not just any sale. But an additional 40% off sale. How could I resist? It was calling to me from the rack. "I'm the only one left!" It shouted across the store...
My heart pounds when I see red tags. Sale tags. Clearance tags. But when the sale's on sale? What's a girl to do?
Enjoy. Guilt-free pleasure.
Pure love.
At last.
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