I was sitting on a bus in New York heading to work one day when I couldn't help but notice a women sitting next me. Her purse was ever so captivating. When I asked her about it she smiled and laughed, "Ha, ha, you don't even know how many times someone asks me that. This is my coach soho pocket tote."
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Don't really know why it caught my eye. Maybe it was the size, like a cute little carriage bag that was so eloquently perched on her lap as though the world ceased to exist but for the shimmer of this bag coaching every female eye as if casting a magic spell.
Following the magical showcase like a basketball bouncing across an infomercial at 2 am guiding my actions like a soccer ball strategically placed on the soccer field set to establish a perfect goal kick.
All the while hearing the subliminal message replay in my head, "you have to have it". Meanwhile distracting my senses from anything other than establishing ownership of one of those magical little bags. As I left the bus that day I realized that I could not lead normal life until I got it out of my mind and into my hands.
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