Goodbye, Dear Purse

A year and a half ago exactly my husband bought me this great red purse. (Happy half birthday to me! What? You don't celebrate half birthdays?!?) With the exception of a day here or there, I have carried this purse exclusively ever since. It's perfect. It's big. It holds a ton. And I love the bright red color.
Sadly though, my red purse is getting tired. Even though it's looking a little rough, if it wasn't for the fact that a few of the handles are ready to split in half, I would keep carrying it. But a purse with broken handles probably isn't a great look.
Lucky for me, along just came this beauty.With all of her teal, ruffle-filled goodness.And I'm thinking she was destined to be my new mom-purse.