frugday means more fun for me

i've coined frugday as "frickin ugly day." i'll usually reserve this right for fridays but if i see anything heinous during the week, i might excercise my right to use frugday during another day. anyway i digress like always.

so i've been fighting this wicked cough that just makes my lungs burst. literally it feels like a breast is about to pop out and my implants are about to explode. i kid, i kid. i really don't have implants. i spend too much on designer handbags to afford any other type of plastic on my body. well regardless, i've been sick and bedridden. for once can't blame the lousy lotus feet.

so the folks over at Ebates must have got wind of this awesome blog (who knew they read this?) because they decided to post a poll about two recent bags i've discussed. one very flashy gucci vs. one very distinguished and lovely Louis Vuitton. And by far, my lovely LV is winning the race. You go you work horse! Pay for papa's bills! i'm excited that people love me and my bag. ok, it's love by association ( you love my bag = you love me, since i bought it). and guess which bag won? drum rolllllllll...