I Never Wanted to Be Rich. . . March 22, 2014 ~ Clarissa . . . but then I met Judith Leiber’s handbags. Just look at the asparagus one. Or the potted plant. Or the fan. Rate this:Share this: Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading... Published by Clarissa View all posts by Clarissa
That might be an attraction for our hostess who grew up in the largely piscivorean USSR. LikeLike Reply
Imagine a handbag that looks like a can of sardines! That would be heavenly. I never encountered the word piscivorean before. 🙂 LikeLike Reply
I think the potted plant looks like a bucket of sardines….
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That might be an attraction for our hostess who grew up in the largely piscivorean USSR.
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Imagine a handbag that looks like a can of sardines! That would be heavenly.
I never encountered the word piscivorean before. 🙂
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That’s why the place is nicknamed “Needless Markup”
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