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Hello.

My first attempt at a blog. Where to start?

My friend Trish has pushed me into this....I come kicking and screaming for fear I have not enough to say. Or that you might find it boring.

Perhaps I'll start with Trish's suggestions on Purses.

I own maybe 8 purses. Not one of them cost more than $50. I really should upgrade one of these days.

A purse *can* be a woman's life. I think you can tell a lot about a woman by her purse.

Mine are cheap. I guess the kind of purse you carry--and even the type of shoes you wear--reflect upn the person you are.

I always worry about spending money. I grew up in a family that shopped for clothes at Target. Now back in the 70's Target wasn't the fashion boutique that it is now. Think "Garanimals". What are those you ask? A line of clothes where if you matched the animal tag on the top to an animal tag on a bottom you knew they would go togther. Perhaps that is why I can't dress myself in any fashionable way to this day. I need the tags.

My purses are stuffed with crap. Old receipts, knitting needles, candy wrappers, feminine products, napkins I meant to throw away days ago. I guess that is a good indicator of my home. On the outside it looks pretty good. But open a closet or a drawer and you are in for a treat. or a scare! We've lived in this house for a year and still haven't used the storage to its full potential. Or to any potential for that matter. The floor of my closet has clean, unfolded laundry on it. Bags of clothes to return, the dry cleaning.

It's hard to live with a neatnick when you are just the opposite. Live in a constant fear of disappointing the one you love by the nature of your slovenliness. Ugh, it's exhausting.

In highschool my friend Trish and I did just about everything together. Even took driver's Ed together. We had matching purses. Le SportSac purses to be exact. I think one of us had black and the other navy blue. Trish even dreamt about "our little purses". I still think about that purse and look at them in the store. To think they sell them still after 25 years!



I think this was it. But again, I've aged abit.

Maybe I'll buy myself a Coach bag. I'm fond of this one.... but not its price. 428. Maybe I can get a knock off.







How do you rise to the elegant and sophisticated? If you are a member of a country club, but don't feel like you fit in, how do you fake it? What if you drive a Yugo in a Prada suit. Does it really matter?

I think I'll go clean up my purse. A little anyway.