Sep 17 2009
A Peek Inside
Some people – mostly of the boy persuasion – think that we girls carry around lots and lots of totally unnecessary things and stuff in our handbags. Of course, they also think that we have a totally unnecessary number of handbags. Also shoes.
At a staff meeting in a former job, a woman had just come back from her Italian honeymoon. She told the story that she had bought several pairs of gorgeous shoes in Florence, and showed them to her new husband. He looked at them in bemusement and said, “But, honey – you already have black shoes.”
The women laughed uproariously. The men just sat there.
They’ll never get it.
While I do have more than one pair of black shoes, and a handbag collection that is a national treasure (especially if you include my Marimekko luggage), I don’t carry a lot of junk in my handbag. Here’s what’s in it today, for example:
- The latest “New Yorker”. The Style Issue! Yay. For reading on BART.
- Wallet. Inside: BART ticket, ID card (I remembered! I remembered!), no money, and a note from Dad.
- Work keys (flower keychain). House keys (Louis Vuitton Monogram Groom).
- Cute purple cell phone. If only it never rang.
- Flower pen, in case I need to sign autographs or checks.
- Lip gloss, in case I need to kiss and touch up.
- Business card case. Essential for impersonating a grown-up.
- Chico bag, for impulse purchases.
- Tiny pot of Potion solid perfume. It’s magic.
All of it completely necessary.