no, i'm not confused. Easter happened over a month ago. but it's such a happy time, isn't it? a giant bunny sneaks into your house at night and not only hides eggs with money or candy in them, he also leaves a basket filled with goodies. he doesn't creepily watch you all year long, making a list and determining if he should show or not. when you misbehaved, there were never any threats from your parents pertaining to the bunny's arrival. you could act like the biggest jerk all year round and still bank on E Bunz and his treasures. AND, there were never any threats of coal, unlike the undesirable lumps that the loser up at the North Pole would sometimes leave. unless you were perfect. like me. i never received coal. well maybe twice. but it doesn't matter because Mr. Bunz always took care of me. like today. arriving at the store today was like going on an Easter Egg hunt. i found many handbags, including these little gems...
don't they look like little Easter Eggs, all huddled together, just waiting to be opened? i kinda want to put them all in a basket and hop away. but i won't. i'll share them with all of you. well, five of you. and the ONLY difference between eggs and these coin purses that could double as a going-out clutch is what treasures go into them. that is up to you, dear reader. i'll tell you what you WON'T be putting into one of these...lots of money. because you can basically pay for one of these eggs with peanuts. at $35 a pop, they're a steal. you can thank E Bunz later.
p.s. peanuts not accepted at modern/nostalgia
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