Growing up, my sisters and I weren't the really close -tell-all-of-your-secrets-to type. We defended each other when necessary, and beat the crap out of each other when necessary. Good times. Good times. One of the things that I miss most about living at home is sneaking into my older sisters room and "borrowing" her stuff. She has everything from belts to scarves, earring to clutches, and make-up galore. Simply put, I'm a
cheapo money concious, and worry about every little penny..where as if it makes her happy, she gets it.
Beneath all of the laundry, shopping bags, and shoe boxes...there is this and boy do I love this.
Lucky for me she only lives 10 minutes away :)