30 Days of Thankfulness-Day 26


See this bag here?

Today this was delivered to my house.

I have loved this bag for a very long time, but just haven't had enough money to buy one.
One of my beautiful friends decided to send me one.
How do I ever put into works how thankful I am for such a wonderful gift?

So today, I am thankful for my gorgeous friend Liv. Not just because she bought me my favourite bag in the world, but because she is one of those rare people you meet in life that you feel like you have known forever, and just know will always be a part of your life.

And while you are at it, check out Her Royal Flyness. Absolutely beautiful bags.




Comments

  1. AlisonNovember 26, 2012 at 7:26 PM

    Lovely bag and even lovelier friend.

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  2. SmithsholidayroadNovember 27, 2012 at 10:18 AM

    What a perfect friend xx

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  3. ElizabethNovember 27, 2012 at 5:12 PM

    Wow. That is one beautiful friend. And one beautiful receiver of a beautiful gift.

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  4. AnonymousNovember 27, 2012 at 7:30 PM

    And I am thankful that we were brought together and will be life-long friends! You are a wonderful woman and a fantastic mother who deserves (in the very least) to know that you are loved and respected....a hot leather bag is just a small token of my appreciation for you : )
    XXL

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