Oh, I've done that, girly.
It ended at the Coach store on Madison.
BUT...until Daddy gets the credit card bill, I'm safe.
And THEN...I get killed.
"And she'll have fun fun fun 'til her Daddy takes her plastic away..."
Gosh, I am SUCH a 20-year-old sometimes.
That is however, the only time I've done something like that. Now...I'm in mourning (premourning) because I'll have to return the bag.
Deet: Shira, I Love You!