Rob and Kiesha Get Married

It’s so close I can taste it!

The invitations have been assembled and mailed and we’ve even got a couple of RSVP cards back in the mail.

Thursday night (which coincidentally, was my 27th birthday), Rob and I went to the Polaris Fashion Place mall to do some window shopping. We were inside J.C. Penney’s, looking at dresses and such, when I did a double take and saw the most beautiful green clutch hanging off the arm of a mannequin.

I have been looking for a green clutch for months. The only ones I’ve seen have been designer ones that cost upwards of $200. I was slowly resigning myself to the idea of going with a white clutch when that mannequin called out to me.

“Kiesha, isn’t this the purse you were looking for?”

I ripped it off the mannequin’s arm for an inspection. Everything seemed perfect. It had a long silver chain that can be used as a shoulder strap, or tucked inside for a clutch look. It was about fourteen inches long and maybe five inches tall, with a nice wide interior and three pockets!

And the price was right. $32.50.

I did notice the teeniest, tiniest flaw on the purse near the clasp, where it seemed like the stiff material used may have had a bump, which was then covered in the green fabric. When you hold the clutch, your hand covers the flaw.

Nevertheless, I smelled discount, so I took it up to the register and asked if they had any other purses. She said they had two, but when she tried to find the other, she came up empty-handed. So I asked if I could get a discount because of the flaw.

I got 10% knocked off. And, as it turned out, the purse was already on sale. I took it home for $21.

Here she is:

And with my beautiful green shoes!:

The light doesn’t do them justice; they are almost EXACTLY the same color. I think it’s because they’re made of two different fabrics and catch the light differently.

And in other news, today I did my practice run for the wedding hair and makeup!

There is an insane amount of hairspray in my hair right now. I took the pins out because they were starting to hurt my head and I thought I would just comb it out a little. Yeah, right. I couldn’t even get the comb through my hair. Guess I’ll be sporting a curly ponytail the morning after the wedding on that 9 a.m. flight out to Seattle, because there’s no way I’m getting up at 4 a.m. to wash out my hair and redo it.

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