It's A Love Hate Relationship

I've never been a purse girl. The traumatic experience of losing my first "I'm a girl" purse deterred me from ever wanting one again. Thinking back on it makes me laugh, it was such a dramatic moment. Maybe I was in the 8th grade. You know the "I'm grown" stage. I kept all my worldly possessions in my cute little $10.00 purse. What..dollar store lip gloss, bubblicious bubble gum, every bit of $8.75, a pin, a pack of now and later's and a bag of cheetos! lol who knows!?! I went to the movies and was so excited to get out and flirt with some boys I completely forgot I even had a purse. By the time I got home I realized it was gone!!! The walls of my world came tumbling down. It was O-V-E-R! lol

From then I've never really felt the need to carry a purse. I've always been ok with a clutch to hit up a night spot, or a shoulder bag to go shopping. But recently I decided to purchase a stylish new bag just to finish off my overall look. I though I was ready but I fooled myself. It's a love hate relationship. It's just so convenient to drop stuff in your spacious bag but when it's time to find something simple like your lipstick or some change, you're thinking to yourself "I know I put it in here!" Then you start to panic because you're wondering if you lost it or "maybe I forgot to put it back in when I emptied everything out to find it the first time!!?!" It's the worse when you're trying to catch the train and you can't find the stupid ticket to get through the gate! Ugghh! I promise being in the big purse club is a sham! It has to take at least 24 hours off a girl's life! So I think I'm back to basics on this one, especially after taking a look at all this unnecessary crap in my bag!