Months ago, 19-year-old-Girl bought me the cutest handbag at a purse party. Loved the color, loved the hardware, got a million compliments on it. End of post?
Of course not.
The interior fabric is black, making it hard to see what's in there. And it was about 200% bigger than any bag I've ever carried. I spent gobs of time searching for everything. It made me crazy, and the weight of it (even when only half full!) made my shoulder very sore.
So, I knew it was time to move on. Sally, my fashion idol at Already Pretty, had a link on her review blog for handmade bags that I loved, but there was something missing. Organization. I am not good with just a plain sack. I need compartments. I lurve compartments. As a kid, my favorite part of playing with the Barbie dolls was organizing the shoes, clothes, and accessories. Can you say "anally retentive" Dr. Freud?
Nobody I know does organization better than Franklin Covey. Husband Styro has been a Franklin Planner devotee for twenty years now. When he worked for Chico, a planner was required, and he has used one, either paper or electronic, ever since.
At the Franklin shopping site, I found this adorable hobo bag.
I love this purse. Its beautifully constructed, not a loose thread on the whole thing. The leather is just sturdy enough to retain its shape, and is really soft to the touch. The strap is short, which means it stays put! Some more pictures...
Compartments! Three, plus a zippered pocket, and...
A snap for my keys! No more searching for keys!
I also picked up that little wristlet you see in there, that I am using as a wallet, but it also holds a cell phone for when I want to travel light.
It's like getting new school clothes, except I don't have to wait to use it. I think I pretty much have to turn in my Tomboy card though. *sigh*
* On Wednesday this week will be the debut of a new site, He Read/She Read. Husband Styro and Sprite's Keeper will each share their take on The World According to Garp, by John Irving. Stay tuned for more info!