First off, I am the victim. So there will be no victim blaming here! I’m just a girl, a girl who happens to appreciate a few of the finer things the world has to offer her. And while I may not be a frugal girl, I am a reasonably prudent girl. At least most of the time.

But, as you know,  things happen, particularly on these interwebs, don’t they? Sometimes, as I’m sure you’ll agree, these seemingly innocent “happenings”  can almost seem like a conspiracy. A conspiracy to charm you right out of your money.

So I was surfing, reading email, perusing twitter, who knows? How the fuck is a girl to remember the details when she is basically clobbered over the head, stabbed in the heart, dragged by the tits with …

1/2 PRICE COACH SALE === FREE SHIPPING

… ding ding ding ding. Coach? Sale? Resist, I told myself, you’ve got more important things to spend your money on. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Well, I answered myself back, you could just have a look see, just window shop for fun. DING. DING. DING. DING. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do, I’ll just have a little fun window shopping. DING. DING. DING. DING.

And off I went, ignoring the last thing I said to myself — Angela, you hate window shopping. It depresses you.  — as I clicked that link and dived in to heaven.

And so it began.

This little number just melted my heart. Plus it was actually MORE than half off. Who could resist? Who would be so cruel to even suggest that I should resist?

Then I just had to pick up this wallet, because I know my Kate Spade is, sad to say, in it’s last days. It really was a soon-to-be necessity, so wipe that grin off your face.

Feeling pretty good about myself, I was ready to relinquish my CC info and address when I thought I might as well check out the shoes. Just for fun, because Coach purses are pretty damn special, but who in the world ever cared about Coach shoes, let alone even heard about Coach shoes. This would definitely be a safe venture. (Yes, that is exactly what I told myself and you know it’s true.)

Who knew? Honestly, I ask you, who knew? Of course, I fell head of over heels (pun noted but not intended) and there was absolutely no way I was going to ignore my impoverished (as of late) shoe fetish and bypass the GOLDEN (1/2 price, baby) opportunity to add these gorgeous to the bone one-of-kind heels.

Anyway, that is how we end up here at the end of my glorious binge:

Minus the $2.50 which was for signature delivery that I actually cancelled. I was happy, I was sated, perhaps even a little bit high on getting such a good deal with actual COACH merch!!!

I WAS DONE! Now all I had to do was wait the 3 to 5 business days for delivery.  All was good in my little corner of the world. I didn’t even (and I’m proud of this) go back to the site after that.

That is until that damn email hit on Friday. That EMAIL!  That damn email from COACH!

I will give them this: they certainly know how to sweeten the pot. Apparently, for that weekend only, I could purchase anything I desired from their sale with free shipping, with a gift box, with a free monogram even aaand ANOTHER 20% OFF! So of course I went back, just to have another look. And then, don’t you know it, this happened:

I don’t have a screen shot of check out with this, but here are the detes from the site: rogue 25, oxblood/black copper, full price: $595, half price: 297.50.  So now, when late autumn comes and I pull this sweetheart out, I will feel great joy and appreciation knowing that I saved $300 on my cold weather purse. How could you fault a girl for that? I mean prudence isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.

xo, Angela

PS: The sale continues RIGHT HERE (have to say I am kinda sorta loving on that pink Charlie Carryall)

… this is two vaginas. beautiful vaginas. two beautiful vaginas loving on each other. no boys allowed.