Ahoy polloi (an island for the masses)

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You sound very happy with it. I wonder if it is the same company like my Tuscany leather bag? :thinking:

It might be, Ludmilla. They’re not well known here but the quality of their bags speak for themselves. :hbeat:

Hope you had a great day with your daughter!

Actually we’ll be shopping today, Ludmilla. :happydance:
And though we won’t be specifically looking for bags, should one catch my eye….. :whistle:
 
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Happy Sunday, fellow Islanders! :sunshine:

While there were no bags to tempt me during yesterday’s shopping trip, my iPad scored a puffy pink Isaac Mizrahi for future exotic summer destinations such as the auto repair shop, my DH’s doctors waiting rooms, etc. :cutesy:

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I can also see its potential this summer serving as what my father used to refer to as “the bootlegger’s bride.” *

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(an outwardly innocuous item used to smuggle booze under the watchful eye of authority.)

Which in my long suffering brother in law’s case will be when his wife (my argumentative younger sister) will be home 24/7 while she recuperates from her surgery.

Warned that against putting any weight on her surgically repaired foot for two months following her operation, she has proactively installed cameras throughout the house so she can keep track of things. :sneaky:

And while I readily admit smuggling a fifth of Jack Daniels into the house presents a challenge, I can do no less than the fine family tradition my Irish grandfather began during Prohibition when he would return from a booze run in Canada with pints of whiskey hidden in his young sons’ knickers. :whistle:
 
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Happy Sunday, fellow Islanders! :sunshine:

While there were no bags to tempt me during yesterday’s shopping trip, my iPad scored a puffy pink Isaac Mizrahi for future exotic summer destinations such as the auto repair shop, my DH’s doctors waiting rooms, etc. :cutesy:

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I can also see its potential this summer serving as what my father used to refer to as “the bootlegger’s bride.” *

*
(an outwardly innocuous item used to smuggle booze under the watchful eye of authority.)

Which in my long suffering brother in law’s case will be when his wife (my argumentative younger sister) will be home 24/7 while she recuperates from her surgery.

Warned that against putting any weight on her surgically repaired foot for two months following her operation, she has proactively installed cameras throughout the house so she can keep track of things. :sneaky:

And while I readily admit smuggling a fifth of Jack Daniels into the house presents a challenge, I can do no less than the fine family tradition my Irish grandfather began during Prohibition when he would return from a booze run in Canada with pints of whiskey hidden in his young sons’ knickers. :whistle:

I lurk in this thread because your posts always give me a good chuckle!
 
I lurk in this thread because your posts always give me a good chuckle!

Glad I can lighten your day, JVSXOXO. :ghi5:

My dubious sense of humor comes from a long life that offered two distinct paths. One was deadly earnest while the other was diligently finding the funny side of life.

Judging from your post, I think it’s fairly obvious which path I chose. :giggle:
 
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