That Weight on Your Shoulder

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Not long ago, our college-age babysitter said, "Hey, I like your bag."

I took that as a high compliment, since I am not living in the days of thoughtful handbag selection. Oh, I had those days. I have a box full of purses, collecting dust. I used to change my purse on a regular basis. It had to match my shoes, or set off my suit, just so. It had to function, but it also had to look good. I remember that, and it makes me chuckle.

For now, my "bag" must be utilitarian, first; stylish, second. It needs to be something that can hold my wallet, lip gloss, phone, small toys, tissue, hand sanitizer, sunscreen, a sippy cup, crayons, and whatever else lands in there. I have dreams of being one of those stylish moms, with a large Prada hobo bag, pulling off a "look". . . but really, would I put a sippy cup in a Prada bag? Probably not. Actually, definitely not. And do we even need to talk about how I would never, ever, not in a million years, pay $1700 for a purse? I'm nauseous just thinking about it.

So, I'm better off with my bags a la Target. Machine washable, lots of pockets, fits on the shoulder, comfy. Won't bother me too much if juicy watermelon hands touch it. I do try and switch it up a bit for church, or the rare night out. . . but for real, I'm not in the Prada bag stage of life.

And that is just fine.

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  1. Love this post. I just got rid most of the purses collecting dust in my closet. I picked out a brand new diaper bag that is totally cute (so cute in fact that I considered a blog post about it with a pic! Maybe this post will push me to do it!) If that pic above is really your current bag, it is awesome.