I already have an iPad case that I was all desperate for, and turned out to be kind of over-rated because…I mean, how hard would it have been to add an inner pocket like a folder really? And it’s warping, which I find highly disappointing. Still, I bought it, I own it, so it’s not just the obscene price tag that’s kept me from bringing this Michael Kors designed bad boy home:
BUT I WANT IT SO MUCH. Except it still doesn’t have an inside pocket or a pen loop for good ‘ol analog note-taking, so that’s keeping my lust from going full-on biblical on this sexy accessory with my favorite electronic. {advice: avoid the visual.}
But you know what I don’t have? A good iPhone case. Dare I do it? I’m fighting a “retail therapy” binge have little regard for how overpriced and foolish of a purchase it would be.
I JUST FUCKING LOVE GOLD CRAP.
(If you don’t, these are also available in snakeskin, black patent leather, and gunmetal.)
{Especially fancy crap I can kind of rationalize needing. Somebody hold me…back. Hold me back from buying this nonsense or my husband will kill me.}
Hope you’re all enjoying your Sunday! Delilah is being a fussy-pants teethy ear-infection mess, but we are purging like mad people and eating bacon so it’s not all bad. xoxoxo -m-
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