This post was originally written on 1/22/2004, on an old blog.
Keri Smith, author of Wreck this Journal and other similar creativity books, posted a request for entries regarding the contents of our bags, because it tells much about a person. Mom’s purse always had a diverse set of content that I always found funny, but mine is very efficient.
I never have more than one purse, and it’s usually black or brown. I force myself to carry a small bag, so I’ll clear it out more often and avoid back problems from carrying it. I have a man’s wallet (more efficient for plastic and bills), my checkbook, one makeup compact with a mirror with a neutral but pretty lipstick I wear often, a red lipstick for my bold days, a nude-toned moisturizing lipstick for my subtle days, cinnamon flavor chewing gum, a tiny photo flip-book with pictures of my family, an emery board, my keys, a pen, a pencil, and a few business cards – just in case! My cell phone and sunglasses may be stuck in there from time to time, but they don’t live there. They just visit.
My Mom’s purse always weighed a ton, like it carried 2 bowling balls at all times! She swapped purses often, but never, EVER, cleaned them out between! She carried a wallet, a makeup bag with about a half-dozen colors of lipsticks, earrings that might have become wearisome in the day’s travels, a comb, a brush, tweezers (?), nail clippers (??), and emery boards. Also, Wrigley’s Spearmint Gum, Wrigley’s Juicy Fruit Gum, an address book, a notepad with randomly used and unused pages, pens, pencils, and big, square erasers. She always had pressed powder, peppermint candies, TONS of loose change that didn’t make it into her change-purse, and scads of receipts wadded into little paper balls (unless notes had been written on them or phone numbers). Sometimes, she carried a sketchpad, camera, rolls of used film needing to be developed, lint-brush, a bottle of nail polish (might need a little “culluh”), WADS of tissues ready for the impromptu crying spell (?), and a .22 caliber revolver (yes, Mama packed heat, and she knew how to use it.)
What’s in your bag?