In theory, I adore the clutch. Its elementary shape, its sleek form, its celebration of all things simple speak so loudly to the designer in me. But the mom in me who’s carrying June and holding hands with Oscar isn’t listening so well. I guess the clutch will just have to wait until my hands are free!
It’s a funny feeling when a fabulous trend just doesn’t fit your lifestyle, isn’t it? Has this ever happened to you? Or are you rocking leather pants and faux fur and all sorts of on-trend treats? Tell me how you’re making it work, will you?
P.S. — Totally unrelated, but I spent the last 24 hours devouring all 3 books in The Hunger Games series. Holy moly. Have you read them? I’m geeking out over how good they are!