Wednesday, April 4, 2012

a b. with an itch (for monogrammed merchandise)

I love my initials, and it's not a secret. However, it might be a sickness. Some of my reasoning is that if I brand my purse with my initials then no one will try to steal it (although check out how weathered that puppy is after two years), and the rest of it might stem from some currently undiagnosed egocentric disorder. I won't even show you my license plate. But to be fair, either the single or double "B" has been my nickname for as long as I can remember, and sometimes it's taken one step further with the full B.O.B. True story, I've got the birth certificate to prove it.








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