Ok, so last Friday I had about an hour to blow before an appointment.   I decided to venture into T.J. Maxx  (cuz I’m a Maxxinista…aren’t you?) to just, you know, poke around and see if there was anything in there that I just HAD to have.

There were, as usual, lots of great deals and I didn’t really realize when time had gotten away from me.   I was about to leave when something amazing caught my eye.

THERE IT WAS ~ this beautifully embellished bohemian clutch  just laying there, daring me to pick it up.  I didn’t yet own one of these (majorly on trend) boho-chic clutches and I have, in fact, been eyeballing them lately.

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Because I was now running late, I had to leave in a hurry. I begrudgingly released the crazy glue like grip I had on the purse.

Friday evening…Saturday all day and night..and obsessively into Sunday, all I could think about was that purse.   But I couldn’t get away ~ I had a jam packed weekend.

WHY DID I NOT BUY IT when it was in my grubby little hands?  WHY did I not call my Friday appointment and explain that I was simply running late due to an unforeseen (shopping) emergency?

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I am, at this point, now contemplating anything that mildly resembles BOHO because I just know that “my” purse is gone:

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All really terrific options. I love them, but…

First thing Monday morning,  there I stood, waiting for T.J. Maxx to open.  I watch every employee arrive.  Tick tock… TICK TOCK!

This story does have a happy ending, as I am now the proud owner of the “goes with everything!” bag.

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bh collageAnd do you know why?  I may have been in a huge hurry but I am NO shopping rookie ~ this is not my first rodeo.  I did what every good professional shopper does.  I had strategically hid it where no one would not even THINK to  look…in the “gifts for men” section, next to the car fresheners and the travel mugs.

Hiding things where they clearly don’t belong works, ladies.  That’s my sneaky little tip for you.

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