This was me yesterday, getting out of my car and starting to walk into work. There was a light layer of fresh powder sweetly concealing several inches of treacherous ice. My feet flew up in the air, and down I went. I’m thankful that I didn’t bang my head on the ice, but I did land on my upper back and pull several muscles. My new little clutch purse was full of snow and it took a few hours at work before I could turn my head more than 20 degrees to the left. Ouch.
In other news, I bought a cute little COACH clutch purse at a consignment shop in town. I was quite proud of this find, and it’s RED!