I'm particular about my purse. It can't be so small that I can't fit the necessary items in it, but it can't be too big, one, because I'm so short and two, because my neck and back don't hold up well under a big heavy bag. I don't like having to snap my purse shut where I really have to work at it, and I don't want to have tons of zippered compartments inside. It's kind of like having a bunch of walls that chop up your house into too many small rooms. I have a few things to keep my items in so they don't have the run of my purse, plus of course my wallet and checkbook. Then I don't have to worry about a bunch of snaps and zippers.
I have had the "perfect" purse one time. It finally had to go about 10 years ago when the leather on the outside was just too beaten up, and I've been on the search for the perfect replacement since then. Just before Christmas Hubby and I went in Marshall's and were browsing, and I wandered down the purse aisle not really expecting to find anything. I could not have been more wrong! Ta da! My perfect purse:
It has a magnetic clasp that is probably a quarter-size and it's on the inside top middle where you can't see it. It's even hidden under the fabric. It is so strong that it will usually close itself when you pick your bag up off the counter in a store after you pay. Here you can see about how big it is where Sparky is modeling it:
She was being just a little silly so I went ahead and took the picture. She doesn't model and she doesn't carry a purse. She carries a "bag." I made her
I gave her a second chance to smile sweetly for you. I just couldn't resist showing you her angry picture, too. Notice she got her braces off!
So back to my purse. Two Sundays ago the minister's wife (the ones we went birding with in Canada) told me she had seen some just like it at the outlet mall about an hour north of us. Hubby was going to take me there tomorrow to see if I could find some different colors, because I tell you, this is the most perfect purse for me. But tonight when we were running around for a few minutes while the girls were at a church get-together, I decided to run in TJ Maxx and see if by some weird chance they had any, that store being related to Marshall's and all. Hubby and I walked down different purse aisles to scope it out and see what we could find. I rounded the corner and he had four different colors hanging from his arms! By the time we had looked at all the racks, we had found 11 or 12 different colors, including two prints.
I am now set for at least the next 10 years where purses are related. Maybe more than that since I'm honestly not that rough on them. Why? Because Hubby bought me some purses tonight.
The solids are leather, the plaid is kind of like vinyl, and the tan/cranberry print is a heavy cloth. I passed on orange (the hardest one for me), tomato red (mine is cranberry), cream (would get too dirty too easily), an ugly weird beige, mustard, the most putrid light blue, and it seems like there was one more and I'm blank.
And since I have one very girly girl who has been wanting a new purse for a long time and hasn't gotten one, we surprised her with this — a purse, not a bag:
When Hubby and I went to the hockey game on Groundhog Day and I had to hand my purse over for inspection, as I walked through the metal detector the guy who had my purse said, "I'll give it right back." I don't know if I looked at him funny, but I do know the drill, and I just said, "I know," and smiled. As he handed it back to me he looked at both of us and said, "That purse is very neat and organized." You can't ask for much more than that out of a purse. Or a purse checking guy who would notice those details for that matter. A girl, maybe. But a guy?
So, anybody else out there have trouble finding the perfect purse? How long did it take you?