So, it’s my turn for the purse-o-nality game, and you have to promise to be kind! Baring the contents of my purse makes me feel a bit…vulnerable. And maybe a little bit sweaty.
However, I love you readers, and I’m hoping others might be willing to bare their own purses because I agree with Grace. It’s fantastically interesting.
Without further ado, here is a complete list of everything found in my purse.
- Monster-mammoth wallet
- Compact re-useable bag
- Better Homes & Gardens Magazine
- Folder full’o’goodies. Confidential goodies. Sorry folks.
- Tin of Altoids
- Tin of chewable Peptobismol. My favorite candy, and general lifesaver. Can you tell I have a sensitive stomach?
- 7-day a week pill divider. Except each compartment is different. Mostly consisting of Tylenol, Excedrin, Ibuprofen, more Pepto, etc. Helloooo work-life.
- 2 pens
- Burt’s Bees
- Hand lotion
- Hand sanitizer
- Oxi-clean stain removal spray
- Travel Kleenex
- Several beefy hair ties.
- At least 20 of the jumbo-sized bobby pins. Because my hair spits out anything less. Quite literally. They’ll go flying across the room.
- Spare contacts, since I’m blind as a bat, and my glasses are too expensive to comfortably carry them around as a spare.
Whew. Have you figured out yet why my nickname since middle school has been Momma Megs? I’m that person that if you need anything, I typically have it.
Since I tend to carry SO much, I like to compartmentalize. Like Grace’s Kangaroo pouch, I like everything to be in specific places so I can find it in the abyss that is my huge purse that I carry around. I’ve never been able to be a purse minimalist. Don’t joke around with my shoulder muscles – they’ll eat you for breakfast.
See? Doesn’t look too bad now does it? (Although the monster-mammoth wallet kind of blends into the background.
Now here’s where it gets fun. I call it…purse. Decompressed.
I’m fairly picky when it comes to lotion or chapstick. And when I say fairly, I mean I will ONLY use Burt’s Bees, original version. And I will ONLY use Gold Bond lotion. Unless there are dire circumstances.
Also, living in downtown Baltimore has also made me a bit of a germ-a-phobe. And living with Scott has taught me to carry around stain remover.
Here are the hair ties and bobby pins that my hair likes to eat on regular occasions. I usually get one or two uses out of a hair tie before it stretches out beyond usable capacity.
My journal lives in my purse to help me avoid a mass of sticky notes. I’m the type of person that will think of a million things during the day that I want to do when I get home, but forget the exact minute I walk in the door. It gives me a nice place to keep all my lists, thoughts, ideas, and general wonderings.
I suppose since you’ve been kind and attentive thus far, I’ll give you a small glimpse into my lovely little folder. A few greeting cards in case I need to write a quick thank-you note, a list of movies my mom wants, and a ton and a half of Bed Bath & Beyond coupons. Because THEY NEVER EXPIRE. And I love them. And showering other folks in line with me who don’t have any, because it makes me feel like a bit of a good samaritan. I once shared a 20% off your entire purchase coupon with a couple in front of me that were buying over $100 in new towels. That was a good day. Does this make me shallow?
Oh, I guess two important things I forgot to mention. My cell phone and my keys. Otherwise known as my Crackberry and my huge can-o-mace that I like to pretend makes me look intimidating when I’m walking home from work every evening.
I’ll go ahead and admit it. I’m pretty impressed that you’ve read this far. I know you just looked at all the photos. You don’t have to lie. Friends can be honest with each other, right? …. Right?
So that’s my purse-o-nality! Not sure what it tells you about me other than that I like to be more than a bit prepared for EVERYTHING.
If you just can’t wait till tomorrow for the final purse, check out my best friend’s purse here. I just love that woman. Next up…Lauren’s purse! Stay tuned!
Feel like baring the contents of your own purse? Send along photos – I’m dying to know your purse-o-nality!