Honest to God people, I don't know where all of these came from.
Well, ok. I know that one came from Paris and one came from Egypt and one from my wedding and one from being a bridesmaid and one from Chris's grandmother, but really this is a little insane.
Also, anybody else notice I have a black thing? Maybe tomorrow we'll do a shot of all my black shoes and then on Thursday we can do my collection of nearly identical black pants.
The bottom step has the three leading contenders to go to New York. From left to right they are: the ugly travel purse, the sparkly evening bag and the extra auxiliary bag that I am taking for no reason in particular.
The one on top is not actually a purse but rather my cat. I'd use her as a purse, but she is always dropping my sunglasses.
So, here's the game. There are three Coach bags in this picture, can you pick them out? I was going to add little numbers to make this easier, but decided I would lose interest around number 8. Instead, you will have to describe the position in the line-up, such as: top step, second from the right. First person to get it right before we all get bored and go read other blogs wins a prize. I don't know what the prize will be, possibly a picture of my butt in my new jeans, but I will negotiate that with the winner.