OK, well a young girl at work that I mentor invited me to a "purse party" that her mother was having. I didn't really want to go, but I thought it would be a nice gesture, so I went.
The purses are knock-offs of high end purses - Coach, Louie Vittan, Dooney and Burke, Spade, Mancini, Falchi, Chanel. That's all I can remember.
The party started at 7pm but the address on the invitation was wrong and I couldn't find it. So I got there 5 minutes late and the hoards had already decended on the room with the purses. Holy Cow! Those women were crazy!! I saw a different side to my boss that I never want to see again.
I didn't know she was going to be there. I'm glad she didn't see me. I just backed up behind a pole and waited til she moved off a little.