Fall is Here – Part 3

These are the signs of Fall in Phoenix, Arizona:  The dog is lounging on the sun-mutilated swing… and her tongue is not hanging out of her mouth.  Trixie’s enjoying the sunshine with her eyes closed and happy doggy dreams floating through her head.  It’s obviously below 110 degrees.  Fall has arrived.

Sign number two:  I had to put on LONG pants…. with my new hot pink bling-bling leather flip flops.  Obviously another sign that Fall has descended upon us and wrapped its chilly tendrils around our legs.  Brrrr.  In the 70s today. 

We resorted to turning on the furnace two days ago.  It was only 45 degrees outside and 61 in the house.  I called my husband and asked him to bring home a pumpkin latte for me from Starbucks.  I told him I was freezing and needed a warm drink… and I LOVE that Fall brings pumpkin lattes to the drive-thru window menu.  Rick told me to leave the heater off and put on a sweatshirt.  Whatever.  I already had 2 shirts and a sweatshirt on… jeans, socks and slippers.  My nose was cold.  I needed a pumpkin latte because it’s FALL!  We compromised.  He brought the pumpkin delicacy to me and I didn’t turn the heater on until bedtime.  Fall has officially arrived.

Just a Little BFZ Peak

Here is a sneak peak at a Lucky Jeans bag that is hitting the auction block on Monday.  Ooooh La La.

I’m not what you would call a name brand girl.  Comfort, style and quality are more my idea of a good buy.  Label schlabel.  So, when my friend Connie donated a pair of Lucky Brand jeans for www.bagsforzaza.blogspot.com, I was not aware of the quality of the donation.  Muchas gracia, mi amiga, Connie.  I am now in the know about Lucky Brand Dungarees of America.  I thought dungarees were from Australia, but no.  Waltzing Mathilda….. and the billabong tree and all.

I purchased a black pant suit for speaking about a year back.  It has a short fitted jacket and white piping on the edges.  It’s darling.  My mother, who is much more proficient at recognizing designer labels than I am, asked who made the suit.  I said I didn’t know.  But I did go to my closet and check…. to my amusement the label read, “Who’s Tracy?”  Exactly!

My sister and I bought these adorable little scrapbooks titled “All About Me!”  It’s the first of about 35 scrapbooks I’ve made that doesn’t include others.  There is one page where you are supposed to put your favorite labels.  The only ones I could think of were Jockey, Campbell’s and Reese’s.  See!?!