Take, for instance, my girl JLo. Who doesn’t want to be known as JLo anymore, just call me Jennifer Lopez please. I saw a bunch of pictures of her over the course of a couple weeks and SHE NEVER HAD THE SAME HANDBAG in her hand.
This is astonishing to me. One, I’m kind of jealous that she has that many (far outshines my closet of bags).
Second, the logistics of switching bags EVERY DAY defies logic. I mean, how can you keep track of your stuff when you are constantly switching off bags like shirts?
I am not a bag switcher. Unless I am going out and using a smaller bag. I tend to buy a bag and carry it for, say, two-three months. By that time we’re in another season and the switch is warranted. And when I go to switch bags, it’s a 20 minute task of cleaning out one, reorganizing into another.
Maybe the celebs without kids can do it easier. I mean, what does a single girl need more than a cellphone, lipstick, and a little wallet??
I buy Mom sized purses now. Don’t let the price tag fool you, I carry lovely bags that from the outside, looks nice. But peek inside, and you are guaranteed to find a juice box, a used tissue, a bottle of water, miscellaneous dollars floating around, some WetOnes, my wallet, and some half eaten lollipops that my son gave up on when we couldn’t find a trashcan.
What does JLo carry in her purses that makes it so easy to switch off? Does she even own them? Or does [insert designer here] just give them to her for free advertising (free for them, a tax burden for her)?
I wonder about these things.
I guess I am a little envious. My most prized handbags (in the you gotta be ridiculous to spend that kind of money on a handbag category) rarely ever get used, because I’d have a cow if I got a greasy handprint on them from my son.
They are treated like my own personal museum pieces. Every once in awhile I use them on special occasions… the rest of the time I am wondering why on earth I justified the purchase to myself. Unless they were a gift from my Mom (love ya Mom).
Oh yeah, that’s right…. it’s like my hobby. Hubby has his Harley, which will always cost more than all of my bags. No guilt trip there.
So, hey, if any designers want some free advertisement, you’ll know where to find me. I just hope you don’t mind that I don’t hang out in L.A. or NYC.
I am from the ultra-cool streets of New Jersey where the check-out girls at Target and my favorite Barista at my local Starbucks (who always notice my bag of the season) would LOVE one of your designs. Where the sun never sets unless it’s behind the shadow of a Wal-Mart and a Circuit City.
Whaaaaat? You don’t think Joisey is cool? Just call me Shelli from the cul-de-sac. The hip part of town next to the horse farm.