Meet my new purse.
I was going to feature it over in my little "Enjoying" section on my side bar, but I'm not really enjoying it at the moment.
I bought it at TJ Maxx on sale for 30 bucks, it was originally $80. A deal right? That's what I thought too. And I love the color and the look and it just caught my eye and I had to have it.
One day after I bought it, this happened:
One side of the handle broke off. Dang. So I'm thinking I can be crafty can't I? I can figure out a way to fix this. So I drive to JoAnn's fabric in search of a solution.
They got nothin. I can't find anything that looks even similar to the little rusty gold bead lookin thingy. (Yes, that is the technical term. It's science)
I do however come across some extra strong magnets which got me thinking that I could use those as a quick fix until I can figure something else out.
So I stick two magnets inside the purse and one outside to secure the handle back on. It seemed to work pretty well, it's not the prettiest fix in the world but I just tell myself I can walk around with the opposite side facing out and nobody would notice.
So I'm feeling pretty proud of my quick fix and head over to the library to pick up a book. As I'm checking out I look down and notice that two of my magnets were gone and my handle had once again fallen off.
So I retrace my steps looking on the floor for the lost magnets while the librarian behind the desk watches me like I was some crazy woman. Which is true, but still he didn't have to make it so obvious. After my thorough search I don't find them anywhere.
So I then drive to Roberts Crafts to see if I can find anything there.
I have a few more errands to run so I spend the next hour or so running to the grocery store and such with this stupid broken purse that I now have to hold in my hand instead of hang on my shoulders.
So I finally get home and the hubster comes to greet me with his usual kiss and hug when he stops and gets this "What the hell is wrong with you?" look on his face.
"What's that on your shirt?" He asks.
He points to my shirt and I look down to find this:
Yep, apparently I was wearing an underwire bra that day and the magnets decided to make it their new home. So I had spent the last hour roaming around town with these two magnets stuck to my shirt!
No wonder that librarian was giving me such strange looks.
1 year ago