A Pink Mini Purse From Claire’s Boutique

If you step into the ‘way-back’ machine with me, I’ll tell you about my strange addiction to baby purses. Not purses for babies, but little purses that hold hardly anything. One of the reasons I got into these mini purses is that when I used to go out clubbing, hence the need for the ‘way back’ machine, I don’t need to be hauling a huge-ass purse around. Who can mingle and dance with a hobo bag hanging off your shoulder? Not me…plus, I think it looks tacky. Even needy. ;p

I’ve been itching to get a new purse too. But I haven’t been willing to loosen up my current purse-strings to purchase one. However, when I rummaged up upon this one, it was almost a given…

It’s Claire’s. You know, where little girls shop. And lovers of Hello, Kitty and Justin Bieber. And, well….me.

I almost didn’t buy it. I argued with myself. Do you really NEED it? Will you really USE it? I decided that this voice wasn’t my own but that of my ‘just say no’ husband. Hey, it was little and pink and dammit, CHEAP!! I pissed away a ton more money on a stupid Louis Vuitton purse that I simply abhor! This purchase was not going to break my budget and it was cheaper than a Starbuck’s Venti Soy No Water Chai. (Saying just in case you ever want to buy me a drink.)

So, the purse’s attributes…

Well, it’s pink. It is little. It has a bow on it. That bow happens to have a faux reptile pattern in pink too. And the strap is cute. And it was on clearance…

My keys, a tube of lipstick, my driver’s license and my Starbuck’s card all fit in there perfectly.

Now, if you have read through this middle-aged woman’s obsession for purses that are for 5 and 6 year olds, you deserve a reward. This is a preview of my review on Cult Nail‘s new Deceptive Top Coat collection that goes on sale Sept. 1. Listen carefully to the next thing I say: Do Not Miss Out!

Let’s just say this one is a ‘Two Timer’.

Why I Carry A Cheap Purse When I Have A Louis Vuitton In My Closet

There are a lot of things in life that we just can’t pass up. Like free ice cream. Like a 50% off coupon for your favorite makeup. Like a close parking space.

For me, it’s a steal on a purse. Ever since I had to buy a Louis Vuitton purse, I feel I have to make restitution. I craved having that purse. I lived in Washington, DC, and all the other business women had one. Wanted it. Got it. Never liked it.

In my early adult years, I couldn’t see the need for more than one purse. I’d find one I liked,  used it, and threw it away when it fell apart. Sort of like my relationships. Now I’m older and I feel vindicated when I can find a purse that I truly like and pay pennies for it. I think I’m frugal. But, maybe, I just lowered my standards. Don’t judge.

When I’m not throwing away a crap-load of money on purses I don’t like while shopping, I like to shop at Claire’s. Man, how I wish there would have been a store like that when I was a kid. It would have been the perfect store for my Mother to have used up all her ‘No, you can’t have it’ sayings. Now, I don’t pass up a chance to peek in and see what’s new. They have had some awesome polishes over the past couple of years. And even when I spend time in there just browsing around, no one has ever asked me if I’m with my granddaughter. No, I don’t have one and, I’m shopping for my twelve-year-old self, thank you!

Here’s my latest trophy purse…

A mixture of zebra stripes, snake skin, metallic and hardware, all in one. Now that’s a bad-ass bag!

This is what makes me feel more like a bad-ass…

$13.00???!!! No! I didn’t spend $13. It was HALF OFF THAT!!! Yep, 50% off all clearance over $10. A whole ‘gotta eat Raman noodles for a month’ payment of $6.50. Take THAT, Mr. Vuitton!

Next…

I polish my nails at the dining room table. Kayla, or any of the cats for that matter, are NOT allowed on the table…

Help yourself, Kayla. Oh, I understand, completely, that it gives you a better vantage-point for lizard hunting…

And, if the table was OK, maybe the baker’s rack will be too…

And, just for the hell of it, she’ll sit in the foil roasters too (Kayla didn’t step into it. I think she realized just how far she was pushing her luck)…

OK. Nothing here fun. I’ll go back to the couch. Uhhmmm…Kayla? Don’t do that any more, OK? (Said in my pathetic stern voice.)

I really don’t have the heart to scold her, since she was at Petsmart for months.I can easily dust and clean the table and rack. But, I’ll do that after I serve her kibble snacks and rub her tummy. I’m delighted to be a push-over for Kayla.