Sam can never wait too long to give me a gift once he buys it. So when he went to get my Christmas present yesterday as soon as he got home he insisted I open it. How could I refuse?
And oh how I squealed when I opened the box and found a red bakelite sparrow from the 1940s. The man knows how to shop for a lady.
I named her Betty, she just looks like a Betty, and today I wore her on my white cashmere sweater. She was quite happy.
Cashmere cardigan-The Urban Eccentric
50s wool skirt-Buffalo Exchange
Hat-I don't remember. Antique store?
Betty-Gift from Sam :)
