You know how one day you are okay with something and could less about it being on the planet, but the next day that all changes with no reason what so ever!!

Well, that's what has happened with me and frogs. Frogs and I were cool. Tadpoles were absolutely adorable! I mean, I was VP of the Kermit the Frog fan club in some of the most inclusive and exclusive groups of pre-k cliques in the Metro Memphis area. However, all of a sudden the feel, sound, and definitely the look of them just freaked me out beyond belief.

One day my mom got the urge, while my brother and I were at school, to give our bathroom a frog motif. Seriously. When I got home and saw that shower curtain filled with every variation and breed of frog imaginable and the statue of a frog with a soap dish on its back, I went straight Joan-Crawford-wire-hanger on that mug! I have moved on...somewhat.

Needless to say, I was not jumping for joy or even relaxed when I saw the latest handbag from my friend and confidant in my head Marc Jacobs.

The last thing I need in my life is bag, black or acid yellow, with an oversized frog on it. I would freak the @!*& out! I mean, not only is it a frog, but its an oversized frog! Who wants that, other than maybe Miss Piggy? I can't take it! I need some Aleeve.

Stay Stylish!