In my Reader of the Month posts, I always ask what is inside the reader’s purse. I think this reveals a lot about a person actually. Maybe not about their personality, per se. But it does often tell you something about the life they lead. Coupons and receipts tell you where they shop. Different kinds of beauty products tell you how much they put into their appearance. Miscellaneous items usually tell you about their home life – i.e., number of kids, married, single, etc.
So today, let’s peek into my purse and psychoanalyze the crap out of me! How fun!
First, here is my purse:
I love this purse. It is the leather hobo Coach bag from a couple years ago. One of my criteria for selecting a purse is that it is durable (Perhaps this is because I like loyal, steadfast people in my life and am unconcerned with people who come and go, like fashion trends…) and I can’t seem to destroy this sucker, which is saying a lot because I’m pretty rough on purses. My other criteria for a purse is that it is open in the center with just one big pocket. I don’t like compartments. (Perhaps this is because I don’t like to be boxed in or restrained in life and prefer instead to be able to ebb and flow as necessary…)
These are the contents of my purse right now. I don’t actually carry a whole lot with me. (Perhaps this is because I don’t like a lot of baggage in my life, once I’ve dealt with something I throw it out and move on) I try to just keep what is necessary in my purse, especially because these days I’m usually toting a diaper bag with me and so I’m trying to steam line things.
The physically largest item in my purse is my day planner. (Perhaps this is a reference to my unnatural need to be organized amongst all the chaos…)
I can’t live without my day planner. Can’t do it. Shudder at the thought. If you think I’m scatterbrained now, you should see me if I tried to operate sans planner. It ain’t pretty.
Next on the important scale is my wallet. My Grandma has always carried a red wallet because she says it goes with both a brown or a black purse. She’s a smart cookie. And so I’ve always carried a red wallet, too. (Perhaps this is showing that I am open-minded and enjoy knowing all different types of people.)
I also can’t leave home without my red make up bag. This is actually the reason that my purse appears so clean. Everything that would normally bounce around loose inside a purse is in this little bag. (Perhaps this is showing my desire to keep up appearances when inside things might actually be one big mess…)
Now, prepare yourselves for the contents of this tiny little bag…
Are you ready?
Are you sure?
Okay, if you’re really sure….
Inside this little junk drawer is chapstick, lip gloss (don’t leave home without it), gum (two kinds), antibacterial hand gel, and a travel size Clinique Happy perfume stick.
I actually have a reason for keeping these things in this little bag instead of loose in my purse. Sometimes when I don’t want to carry a diaper bag AND a purse, I throw this, my wallet, and my day planner into the diaper bag and call it a day. This is much easier than fishing out crap from the depths of my hobo bag. (Perhaps this is because I like being free to just pick up and go and not boggled down with details and trivial things.)
After these necessities, there are a few things in my purse that come and go. Like, my sunglasses. Usually these are on my face or on my head, but if they aren’t in either of those places, then they are probably in my purse. I also have two packs of gum that I bought at the drug store the other day so that I could get cash back for toll roads.
I have my iPhone, whom I affectionately call Petunia. You might think Petunia would be included in with the necessities of a purse, like my wallet or day planner. And you’d be right. But I have an unfortunate habit of leaving home without Petunia. (Perhaps this is because I enjoy time by myself sometimes and occasionally subconsciously prefer to be unreachable so I have time to recharge my batteries.) This royally ticks both her and Chris off. But, it is what it is. I’m just an irresponsible cell phone user.
In my purse today, I also have a pair of earrings that I wore to church on Sunday but took them out on the way home because the posts on them irritate my ears. (Perhaps this is because my ears are wimpy.)
And I have a water-proof watch that I bought for $5 on clearance at Target because Bean is in the water so much this summer that I was soaking my nice watch. So, now I usually wear this one around the house and when I’m out with Bean and I save my good watch for dressing up. Ahhh…the fashion sacrifices we make as mothers…
And then there’s the obligatory pen that every purse contains and the random receipt (this one for my membership card to Borders that I got this week – did you know it’s free there? I also have a membership to Barnes and Noble, but that one costs $25. There’s a little financial literary trivial for you on this fine Thursday morning…).
So, there you have it. A look inside my purse, which any woman will tell you is essentially a look inside my brain. If we psychoanalyze my purse, we can conclude the following about me:
I am an active woman and mother of a very wet child who values steadfast friendship, the ability to multi-task, who doesn’t hold grudges or carry around baggage, who appreciates independence and freedom, who likes to appear to have things all together but who really just crams all the crap into small red make up bags.
NOT TOO SHABBY!!
What about you? If there an item in your purse that tells something about your personality? What does your purse say about you?