I did something really quite naughty today- opened a Christmas present before it had officially had the opportunity to land on the mat. How could that even have happened you ask? Well let me tell you a little story…
I knew my friend had ordered me a gift online that he said I would adore. After a few days of constant grilling, he finally folded and told me what it was under the assurance that I wouldn’t ask another question or try to find it before Christmas day. So, what a serendipitous moment that I, of all people, should be there when it arrived.
Eyes locked (his in fear, mine in sheer delight!) we ran shoulder to shoulder through his hallway, hurdling the cat, still neck and neck. However, my last minute foul (jab to the ribs) gave me the much needed advantage to perform a flying tackle and snatch the parcel before it even had chance to land to the ground.
I made short work of tearing through layers of bubble wrap and parcel tape to finally discover the little nugget of gold- a vintage clutch bag fashioned from a French magazine. It's absolutely gorgeous and I’m glad that my rugby tackling skills have given me the opportunity to share it with you.
It’s all wrapped up now and I think this goes without question, totally and utterly hidden! Oh, I’ve got so many occasions and outfits planned for that bag- how many days 'till Christmas?
Love PmD xx
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