I carry quite a bit of my life in my bag.
Bills, brush, band-aids,
Usually, a book.
Cell, coins, credit cards.
Always, keys.
Mints, mirror,
Sometimes, even, money.
I carry my bag
Through the seasons,
Till the strap frays
Till its lining wears,
Carrying many, many
Slices of My Life
This magazine purse
Would not work for me.
Why waste a magazine anyway?
5 comments:
My husband never understood why I looked and looked for just the right handbag, Anita. Love this look at what's in yours, and definitely would not, could not fit all my stuff into the magazine purse-not a chance.
I agree, my handbag has to be just the right size...and shape...and once I find one that is perfect, I wear it until it falls apart. My mother had so many...all matching her outfits and shoes. She could never understand how I could be satisfied with just one. Not too small...like those magazine ones...and not to small either. Jackie http://familytrove.blogspot.com/
Handbags are the bane of my existence - I can never find one just the right anything, so I just carry around my backpack. Some day....
Seldom can I find the "perfect" bag. I do not like large bags because I never can find anything. I do not like bags with too many pockets, because it takes too long to go through every pocket to find what I am looking for. Those magazine bags are useless. They are not big enough to hold anything that you lose.
Gotta love this line: Sometimes, even money!
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