Friday - Mirror, Mirror

Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about a compact mirror that I own, nestled in a small clutch purse stashed in the back of my closet, and how I need to throw the purse away with the mirror inside of it. There is no way that I want to touch the mirror again, and the purse that it has been sitting in for almost 3 years is tainted from holding it. Because I am a waste-not, want-not kind of person, this bothers me more than a little. It's all the fault of my old friend Patty, and one of the many reasons I no longer have anything to do with her.

( A cheap gift for a princess )