Now, I am not a big shopper kinda gal, but I have had this purse for the last two - almost three - years. It's a fantastic purse. It's real leather and it has the exact amount of pockets I need. It's the perfect shade of grey that goes with almost everything I wear, and it's big enough to shove a quart-sized ice cream container in. (Yes, I snuck one into the movies once.)
A little while ago - and by a little, I mean sometime last year - it started falling apart. It started on the inside. First, the top of the inside pocket started to rip. I had to be careful not to shove my wallet in there too quickly or I might stick it into the liner of the purse. That was a little frustrating, but bearable.
Next, somehow a hole developed inside the afflicted pocket. I noticed this because all of my gift cards and loose change started disappearing. When hunting for them, I had to actually shove my had through the liner and retrieve my swallowed valuables, grabbing a handful of dirt & lint along with them. Now, I realize that shoving my hand through the hole in the liner only made it worse, but it really wasn't logical to dump my purse upside down to reclaim what was lost, because I might lose even more in the dumping process.
After all this, I began to think it would be a good idea to get a new purse. Afterall, who wants to dig stuff out of the liner everytime? I thought about it and audibly told myself I need to do it - I even put it on my shopping list - but I always had more important things to do.
I don't know that there is an actual name for it, but those small, short, pointless, straps - similar to the hammer holder on a pair of overalls - attached to the sides of the purse for decoration were the next to fall to the demise of wear and tear. One brad-like connector fell off at a time. I tried to pin it together, just until I got a new purse, but they kept falling off and tearing the leather along the way. Eventually I just ripped most of them off.
Christmas came around and I got a giftcard. It was one of those visa giftcards where you can use it anywhere. A purse was definitely on the giftcard's agenda. I went shopping with a friend and the purse was at the top of my list. But - you guessed it - no purse. I just couldn't find the right one.
So today, I write this to you -- you poor reader, tortured by hopes of new purses, but given only the sad realization of disappointment -- with my more-than-half-dead purse lying pathetically on the floor beside me. Perhaps, one day it will be allowed to retire. But not yet. Until then, my hole-filled, lint-filled, trusty, little bag remains at my side, ever ready to swallow anything I may put inside it.
A little while ago - and by a little, I mean sometime last year - it started falling apart. It started on the inside. First, the top of the inside pocket started to rip. I had to be careful not to shove my wallet in there too quickly or I might stick it into the liner of the purse. That was a little frustrating, but bearable.
Next, somehow a hole developed inside the afflicted pocket. I noticed this because all of my gift cards and loose change started disappearing. When hunting for them, I had to actually shove my had through the liner and retrieve my swallowed valuables, grabbing a handful of dirt & lint along with them. Now, I realize that shoving my hand through the hole in the liner only made it worse, but it really wasn't logical to dump my purse upside down to reclaim what was lost, because I might lose even more in the dumping process.
After all this, I began to think it would be a good idea to get a new purse. Afterall, who wants to dig stuff out of the liner everytime? I thought about it and audibly told myself I need to do it - I even put it on my shopping list - but I always had more important things to do.
I don't know that there is an actual name for it, but those small, short, pointless, straps - similar to the hammer holder on a pair of overalls - attached to the sides of the purse for decoration were the next to fall to the demise of wear and tear. One brad-like connector fell off at a time. I tried to pin it together, just until I got a new purse, but they kept falling off and tearing the leather along the way. Eventually I just ripped most of them off.
Christmas came around and I got a giftcard. It was one of those visa giftcards where you can use it anywhere. A purse was definitely on the giftcard's agenda. I went shopping with a friend and the purse was at the top of my list. But - you guessed it - no purse. I just couldn't find the right one.
So today, I write this to you -- you poor reader, tortured by hopes of new purses, but given only the sad realization of disappointment -- with my more-than-half-dead purse lying pathetically on the floor beside me. Perhaps, one day it will be allowed to retire. But not yet. Until then, my hole-filled, lint-filled, trusty, little bag remains at my side, ever ready to swallow anything I may put inside it.
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