For five years at the BYU I carried only a backpack. I had a few random purses, but none of consequence. Then I went and did the best thing imaginable, I graduated! Yay me! Right about here I’d normally post a picture of that illustrious day except I was having a fat day/month/semester and was not really in love with the camera so I don’t know if any photographs were even taken. Oh well. I’m still a college graduate, which I highly recommend to all my friends in school who are always too busy to do things because they have homework.
College Back Pack/ Love of my Life>>>
Well when you graduate you need certain things: a job, a place to live, work pants, work shoes, a
distinguished lunch box and a
grown up purse. And that’s why I’m here blogging today ladies and gentleman. I finally have it. The
grown up purse that makes me smile. It’s
cute! (please refer to blog post number 2 to get this inside joke with myself).
Now this was quite a long and not quite so lonesome road I had to take to find the purse. Back in Easter my mom bought me a small green leather Fossil brand purse. It was not exactly my cup of tea, but it was a good start to get me on the path of self grown up purse discovery. To go from no purse to big purse would have been an impossible feat so it was nice to start small but keep it on the grown up side with the leather. So I move home and the small green is serving its purpose as the new carrier of my credit card, driver’s license, keys, gum and Chap Stick. But I’m not in love. It was a bitter relationship between me and small green. It is doing it’s job and it is doing it well. But it’s painful to dedicate so much time and give so much power of my style to my constant companion. At that time in my life, small green was the thorn in my side.
So now I'm shopping around. I'm in the market for a new purse. And the only things that are speaking to me are well over $200. I don't want to spend that much.
Then I make a new friend and she works at the Gap and she has an exqusite grown up purse – even though she is currently a student. I compliment her grown up purse and she tells me she actually has another one from the Gap that she got at a discount and has never used. "Would you like to buy it?" she says. I'm not in love with it but it’s more grown up than my current one and only $30. It’s bigger and a little bit military. I feel it’s more stylish and I could breathe with it on. Small green was suffocating me. So I end up with the military purse from the Gap. And I don’t love it but I like it. I like it a lot. We had a good short run. We had a wonderful week in New York City and it was very easy to use. Very easy to carry. Practically perfect in every way. I have no complaints about military green. There was nothing wrong with it, no reason that I moved on. The only reason I did was that I found THE best grown up purse. It is perfectly perfect for me.
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I’m browsing at a
Gap. And not my normal
Gap, I was at the
Gap by
Central Market because I needed to kill about 20 minutes in that area. What to do? Go to the
Gap!
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I see this
grown up purse hanging on a rack over younder and think "Man that looks so nice and expensive. I am going to go
lust after it. I’ll check the price tag. $13.99! What! What! What! I
cannot say no to this maybe hideous but absolutely wonderful, devistatingly bizarre , one of a kind,
grown up purse in
RED! And after the 25% off sale items it is only $10."
Red and I have never been friends. There is no animosity, but we are simply mere acquaintances. My sister and
red are pretty much best friends and that is just how it has always been. But not me, the only
red I like is the word
Coke on my silver Diet
Coke can. That’s as far as we’ve been together. But this
red grown up purse was just something else. They also had it in
rescue raft bright yellow, which usually would be much more my speed. But I decided to take a dive and kindle a friendship with something new.
That is how I found the perfect
grown up purse for
me. I love it I love it I love it and I need to get a picture of it up here. It’s not exactly wonderful for everyone, but it’s perfect for me. I’m sure you understand.
The reason I decided to blog this blog was because today at
Costco (aka Heaven) a very
dignified yet
sytlish older lady came up to me from far away just to say "Where did you get that bag? I absolutely love it!"
It was
thrilling. Perfect Purchased. Mischief Managed.
VICTORY!
It's one hundred and fourty eight dollars. For me, that is way too much to spend on one item. But I just want it oh so bad. I want to wear it over dresses, with work pants, and with pencil skirts. Oh my gosh. It's lovely. 
