My purse is really more of what I consider a bag. I’m not quite sure the distinction between purse, pocketbook, and bag, yet I inherently feel that mine is indeed a bag. Before its fourth or fifth birthday, I used to get many compliments on my bag. Now it is rather like the dog with mottled hair and a pronounced limp. The one you walk by and think, Poor thing. I bet he was once a rather fetching fellow, but time has taken its toll.
Even so, I want to keep it. My bag provides me with more than a receptacle in which to haul around my small notebooks, wallet, stevia, sentimental poem, picture of Rowlf from the Muppets, various lists, and scratched sunglasses. I think it turns my husband on.
Automate to Alleviate
I have rid my life of the various stressors associated with finding the right purse. I do not have to wonder: small Coach, large Louis Vitton, medium-sized $25 purse from Kohls?
My husband is spared the 30 minutes in every store from Dillards to JCPenney at the dreaded mall. No longer does he have to endure the snapping and unzipping and parading in front of the mirrors. Does this purse make my butt look big?
I simply log on to LLBean and choose the color that currently tickles my fancy. A few clicks later, my bag is processed and on its way right quick. I can even track my little gem on its journey from Maine to Texas.
Happiness in the Bag
Since 2002, I have had three bags – same style, different colors. One was a gift (thanks, Mom!). Two, I bought. I have purchased no other bags. My expenditures in Purseland over the past ten years total no more than $150. I am no math wizard, but I believe that averages to $15 per year on purse purchases.
This is where I might calculate what I could be spending each year on this staple of female accessories. And yes, I would not just casually mention this to CJ in passing. Conversation starter: Do you KNOW what a Louis Vitton goes for these days?
Better than a G-string.
What turns my husband on? Money. A penny saved, and all that good stuff. So why prance around in a hot number from Victoria’s Secretwhen I can parade around with my holey purse and drive him wild?