Another Treasure Store on the North Shore: The Stock Exchange in Manchester By The Sea. This high-end consignment shop is full of eye-popping treasures at fabulous prices. For example, I recently got a pair of glossy ruby red Louboutins in excellent condition for $60. This is the place ladies drop off all those gorgeous coats and gala gowns that still have tags on them. (They also have furniture, rugs, dishes, drapes, etc. I got an antique swivel mirror in mahogany for $90!) The ladies who work there have an excellent eye for displaying their latest treasures, and their stuff moves fast, so if you pop in, don’t think about it for too long! Buy it!
I lie here on my pink puffy bed in my pink silky pajamas, or pink flannel depending on my mood (the only thing you can bank on is that there will be chocolate smeared somewhere on my attire), with my pink feathered pen, writing my most delicious daydreams. Funny? Sometimes. Scandalous? Hopefully. Inspiring? Perhaps. Full of love? Always.
Welcome to my World.
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