I love purses (note: the English refer to a purse as a handbag and a ladies’ wallet as a purse—in this context I will be using the Canadian terms).
I fully believe that, much like a good pair of boots, a quality purse is a good investment. A well-made leather bag will last for years if properly cared for and doesn’t really go out of style. To me, buying one good-quality bag that I can use year-round and that will last for years is more important than buying a dozen trendy bags at a lower cost.
My current bag is the Cedar Street Maise, from Kate Spade. I first saw this bag online and lusted after it for weeks until I finally caved (and by caved, I mean got paid) and bought it as a Christmas present…for myself. I was a bit apprehensive about spending so much on such a brightly coloured bag, but being that I already had a trusty brown leather cross-body I convinced myself to go for it.
The verdict? Absolutely worth it. The leather is coated and cleans easily (important for a light coloured bag) and I haven’t had any dye transfer. It’s big enough to fit all of my ‘essentials’ (many of which, I suspect, are not actually very essential) and I’ve had strangers stop me to ask where I got it (worth the price).
The only down-side I can really think of is that my tablet won’t fit, and any books I cram in need to be on the slim side. That being said, I think I fall into the category of ‘typical female’ (and being that I am female, I defend my right to stereotype myself) in that the bigger the bag, the more crap I will cram into it. But how much of it do I really need?
In preparation for our wee holiday this weekend I decided to do my bi-monthly bag clean-out, anticipating the treasures (many lip glosses!) and horrors (many receipts and half-eaten lockets packs!) that awaited.
Not as bad as I thought, actually (the pile of crumpled and coffee stained receipts are not pictured)
So, I’ll start on the top left with my keys and work my way through, probably in an order only logical to myself and which I won’t really bother to explain now (hint: I’ll be making it up as I go along!)
My keys are notable for 2 reasons: a) they let me into the flat and b) they have lots of fancy keychains courtesy mostly of Gareth, who has excellent key ring-buying taste (light up lego Darth Vader?! yes, please!)
2. Foldable shopping bag
A must for carrying heavy bottles of champagne for ‘drink in the afternoon Sundays’
As alluded to earlier, I have a bit of a problem when it comes to lipgloss. The irony here is that my lips are constantly dry and chapped because I never remember to wear any of it, and when I do the kids question why I am so ‘fancy.’ And yes, you counted correctly, there are 6 (one of which I bought earlier today).
4. Royal Mail delivery card
My second card in as many days. I am usually really excited to get these, but as I had been at the delivery office this morning when this one arrived I can’t help but feel a tad irate. I could alway go back, but there is always a chance it won’t be back at the office yet (the helpful delivery man didn’t leave a time to go collect).
If you know me, you know I am constantly complaining about some sort of ailment. The most common ones are blocked nose, sore throat and tummy ache so I’ve usually got some spare meds buried away in all my bags (the nose spray being the most important)
6. Candy & Tampons
Because if I have to have my period, I want to use it as an excuse to eat candy for lunch.
7. Hand cream
Sometimes when people smell really badly on public transport I put a bunch of this on and then spend the ride smelling my hands. I’d rather be the ‘weird girl sniffing her hands that smell overpoweringly of floral scents’ than a smelly person.
8. Travelcard holders
Don’t let my criticism of smelly strangers fool you—I may hate people but I love the tube and London transport network. The tube-map patterned holder is for my Oyster (thanks Gareth) and the butterfly-patterned holder is for my train tickets (thanks Emma!).
9. Pens and nail files
This way when I end up in a meeting I forgot was happening I can pretend to be at least semi-prepared. The nail files are also critical—if I get a chip or tear in a nail it NEEDS to be smoothed—or else I will rip the entire nail off. I’ve accepted it.
10. Purse (also known as a wallet)
Gareth got me this little beauty for Valentines Day and I adore it. It fits another hole cornucopia of wonders (like my library card and random Canadian change) and is the first really nice wallet I’ve ever owned.
This is actually a coin purse that my little brothers sent me for Christmas. It’s pretty radical and fits (or hides?) yet another tube of lipgloss. Actually, this time it’s a Chanel lipstick that I don’t really wear because it’s bright red and I’m afraid it makes me look like a pirate hooker.
12. Piles of tickets, cards, etc.
I carefully edited this pile before the picture and removed all the crumpled, useless bits. Remaining are things like ticket stubs from the play Gareth and I went to last weekend when Cheryl was visiting and my loyalty card to the ceramic painting place.
Since I needed it to take the photos (despite the fact that there is an actual camera not 30cms away) one of the most important elements of my purse contents is not pictured—my beloved iPhone, which I use mainly as an instagramming/tapped out playing machine. As you can see I have never opened the headphones, which is mainly down to me being too technologically inept to figure out how to sync my itunes to my phone.
It’s at this point on our tour (the end) that I feel obliged to mention that I am on my Easter break and my daily activities are obviously really exciting. In the end it was this or do two weeks worth of ironing (ha!)