I’m sure you’re confused with this photo. Don’t worry, I’d also be confused if there was a four pound spaghetti squash was in my purse. Oh wait, that is my purse. I went to the City Market last Saturday and picked up a spaghetti squash. When I paid for it, the lady said, “Have a nice day” and then turned around. She obviously wasn’t going to give me a bag. So I did the next best thing and shoved it in my purse.
Kate Spade, meet spaghetti squash.
I posted this photo onto Facebook and a friend called me a squash gypsy. I currently think it’s the funniest phrase ever, and I’m sure it’ll inspire me to go back to the Farmer’s Market next week sans bag just so I can pretend I’m Aladdin stealing things. Squash gypsy indeed.