Everybody Carries One
A handbag is a symbol of independence, style and comfort. Carrying a handbag is like carrying a piece of home with you, wherever you go.
When I see handbags, I think of the city and its people. Handbags have broken the chains of gender, time and age. They have evolved to be an essential part of every wardrobe. Handbags come in all shapes, sizes and colours. They carry Columbia in their leather and China in their stitches.
A Different Handbag By The Hour
It’s 8 A.M. and the office lift is full of suits and ties, cologne and leather messenger bags. Twelve hours later, the restaurants are alive with pearls and perfumes; a clutch, a snake-skin wallet, a minaudière. Rainy days bring out sleek, waterproof bags to the streets; all the easier to run with, but big enough to maybe carry a pocket umbrella. The work week brings out the career woman with her sophisticated arm candy: professional, practical, classy handbag.
Even though contents do get shifted around, some things are permanent. A wallet, tissues and makeup kit are essentials, along with (after many mishaps) a small bag with small bottles of hand sanitizer and sewing needles. Deodorant, toothbrush, hand cream and chocolate. Have I mentioned reading glasses, a journal and Aspirin?
Whatever the choice, one thing never varies. It is the sense of confidence my handbag gives me; the knowledge that I have all that I need to survive in my bag with me. A handbag and its contents speak volumes about their owners.
What’s In Yours?
“Things accumulated in purses. Unless they were deliberately unloaded and all contents examined for utility occasionally, one could find oneself transporting around in one’s daily life three lipstick cases with just a crumb of lipstick left, an old eyebrow pencil sharpener without a blade, pieces of defunct watch, odd earrings, handkerchiefs (three crumpled, one uncrumpled), two grubby powder puffs, bent hairpins, patterns of ribbon to be matched, a cigarette lighter without fuel (and two with fuel), a spark plug, some papers of Bex and a sprinkling of loose white aspirin, eleven train tickets (the return half of which had not been given up), four tram tickets, cinema and theatre stubs, seven pence three farthings in loose change and the mandatory throat lozenge stuck to the lining.” Kerry Greenwood
What is in your handbag and does it define who you are and your focus in life?
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