Everything in the '70s was upholstered
Even purses, like this one my sister found in my parents' attic over Christmas, and summarily awarded to me, because I'm the weirdo in the family who hoards odd crap like this and hangs it on the wall as art.
Labels: anatomy of an apartment, Krissie
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I want to stretch out on that purse with vertiginous classical music blaring and cry my eyes out.
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