The perfect purse

10 January 2007

I don’t know how men do without a purse. How can they possibly take everything they need along with them? You never hear them complaining about it, though. Perhaps they have a different perception of what they need to have with them at all times. Hmmm. Maybe I should take a page from their book and try just carrying a wallet and cell phone.

I could try that. But I’m not going to. Because I’ve found The Perfect Purse. The Perfect Purse is different for every woman. My requirements for the perfect purse change fairly often. But right now I need a purse that will hold my wallet, Palm, cell phone, iPod, and keys handily and readily. It needs to be big enough to hold my task diary (thank you Mark Forster). And it can’t be a black hole that things get lost in—built-in organizational pockets are a must. It has to stay on my shoulder. And, finally, it has to do all this without being bulky. Oh, it should look really good too.

I thought I found it in a Tommy Hilfiger “suede” purse I saw at TJMaxx. I didn’t buy it because it was damaged and regretted that decision so as I got home when my friend, Sally, who can do anything, suggested how I could repair it. When I went back the next day, the purse was gone. So I went on a fruitless quest to all the TJMaxx stores in the area. I ended up buying it on eBay. And guess what? It was too bulky. And, frankly, it had sort of an odd smell.

Then I found The Perfect Purse at J.Jill. It was even on sale. To sweeten the deal further, I bought it with a gift card given to me by my wonderful friends John and Rich. It’s real suede (Tommy’s was ultraseude), a dark moss color, sort of a hobo bag with pockets on either end. This picture doesn’t do it justice:

It’s beautiful. It fits all my requirements. It has just enough interior pockets (on one side: a pocket for my Palm and one for my iPod; on the other side, a zipper pocket). It has those fabulous exterior pockets, perfect for my cell phone and keys. And I like the image it projects: casual, comfortable, but with some elegance. People compliment it wherever I go. How close to perfection is that?

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