Please allow me to introduce myself. I'm a man of wealth and f....wait. Wrong intro.
My name is Tommy. And I'm addicted to smart man-bags. And bargains. When the two worlds collide, I'm positively giddy. Recently I found this black Jack Spade tote at UAL here in Nashville.
It still had the original tag, showing that it once required two hundred and ninety-five dollars to call someone Daddy (or Mommy). The store's price was around eighty. Ever the savvy shopper, I pointed out to an associate that it lacked the all-important shoulder strap. I carried it out of the joint for around sixty.
*Do I usually reach my goal of having completely corny blog post titles?