Dear Timmy Woods,
Where have you been all my life?
While doing some late night online retail therapy, I came across my dream clutch.
Timmy Woods clutches remind me of my great grandmothers house. She had porcelain roosters, porcelain collie dogs, porcelain cats, more porcelain roosters. Her house was like walking through an antique show. It was never cheesy because I admired all the details in every single statue she had. That's what Timmy Woods represents. Novelty items that may look like a garden ornament but still detail worthy. All I have to say is the banana split will be mine!