Some days you're just lucky like that.
The rainy day Christen dragged me out to a local thrift store (I hate to shop) just happened to be one of those days.
The funny thing was, my hand was moving up to grab it before my eyes even told my mind what I was seeing.
The bright green vintage suitcase had scarcely a scratch, perfectly working clasps, and an unsoiled satin ruffled interior. If memory serves, it came to a grand total of $4.
Now I just need to plan a trip.