Golden Spade.

My mom can read minds. Really. Somehow she knew exactly what purse I had been drooling over at Kate Spade and gave it to me as a "supportive wife of a graduate" present. Seriously? You're awesome. Wait. No, she's golden. 

I can't decide what I love more: the fact that it's so dainty. The happy colored stripes on the inside or the storage cloth bag with a typical Kate quote. 


Love! Love! Love! Off to fill 'er up.