Woohoo, Perkins!
(did I slip by the cane-waving lady?)
My Coach bag came from ebay, and I keep trying to downsize to it. No luck so far. I hate, make that *hate* purse-shopping. And my mindset is less purse than haversack. What would I do without a book, notebook, occasional sketchbook and watercolors, bag of glasses-mending and grooming tools, shawl folded flat into a zip bag, water bottle, flashlight, pen case, makeup bag, sewing kit, OTC pain and sinus meds, floss, keys, phone...? Plus room for any and all small purchases, and the occasional laptop? So my bag is my companion, my resource. It's too big and too heavy, I know this. I should cull and downsize, but what goes? What do I keep?
'S too hard.
Yay, Perkins!!!eleven!!
I have a lot of purses, because I have this fantasy that I will become the kind of person who can move the things I gotta carry with me from purse to purse and co-ordinate all my accessories. None of them are really pricey, though
Perkins, that's great!
Beverly, I completely understand. The whole point of carrying a bag around is to have with you what you want/need, so it's easy to get carried away. All of those things you listed sound perfectly reasonable to me!
Well, maybe it is time I tell you all............I am Craig Ferguson.
Have I told you my ideas for his shows? I think he should do a week of all Scottish guests. Then a week of all Fergusons. Then a week of all Craigs. They should hire me, right?
I mean, I SHOULD hire MYSELF. ahem.
Yay Perkins!
The most I've ever spent on a purse was slightly over $100, but it was a specific design with loops for holding a folding parasol. I need to dig it out tonight and reinforce the stitches that are holding the skeleton hand on it.
I should go get my brows cleaned up. They're a good shape, there are just some strays that I could make someone else deal with.
I mean, I SHOULD hire MYSELF. ahem.
Exactly.
The weeks in France were some of the best/funniest late night TV I've ever seen. I adore him. Stephen does, too, actually. I think we *both* want to marry him.
The only thing I ever use that's close to a purse is this awesome rag handmade thing that someone else fixed for me years later. I put my knitting in it. Then I walk around pretending it's a purse, but I'm always busted because then I pull my wallet out of my cargos.
So today I went out for my constitutional, and it was awful. Super muddy and slick. I almost called the SO to tell him not to go out, the roads were so bad.
Turns out I should have, because he got into a wreck. Single car, he's okay, but he's at the shop and he can fix the mirror for $336 or all the damage for $5000. For a car we got free. Yeah, that's not happening. Sucks! But I'm glad he's okay.
But seriously, yo, we need all wheel drive.
reinforce the stitches that are holding the skeleton hand on it
(giggles maniacally)
I still remember at the San Francisco F2F you asking someone to hand you your purse and - for some reason - felt the need to describe it. The pink, coffin-shaped purse.
The phone hasn't rung in an hour and a half.
So I turned my attentions once more to what the hell I want to do with the rest of my life, and I made the mistake of going to the website for Oxford University, and I think I want to take every single postgrad program they have. I am in academic bliss reading these course listings.
