I am a walking contradiction: a girly girl who is one of the guys. One of my earliest introductions into the girl world came in the form of handbags. They are to me what shoes are for Miss Carrie Bradshaw. I can't get enough of them and it is purely illogical.
My most recent craze is named Birkin. We met on E! True Hollywood Story last semester and I have fallen head over heels in lust.
Of course, I continued to search it online and found that it involves a 2 to 5 year waiting list. Oh, wait. It also involves thousands of dollars.
Sigh...the struggles of having expensive taste.