I thought briefly about getting one of those Kangaroo Pouch things that are supposed to help you transfer your items quickly and collectively from one purse to the other. Of course, this assumes all your purses are roughly the same size. And that you don't just toss your things willy-nilly into your bag. And that you actually pay attention to AND utilize those thousand-and-one loops and pockets to keep them all organized.
These. Assumptions. Would. Be. Wrong.
Which is just one more reason not to watch TV at 3am with a credit card within reach because something about the witching hour makes you forget or block out the things you would NEVER EVER find remotely appealing or attractive in the light of day. It's like beer goggles, only without the beer. HSN or QVC goggles, then. No, really, those trendy top t-shirt wrap things are next on my list.
Luckily, my credit cards were maxed out. (Whodda thought that'd ever be a positive???) So, I've really become quite the expert at transferring my must-haves from bag to bag without the assistance of a faux marsupial pouch. And somehow, in this ever-aging mind that can't hardly recall what I had for lunch yesterday, I've developed some sort of muscle memory that magically allows me to never forget my garage door opener, my driving glasses, prescription sunglasses, sunglasses for pretty, and sunglasses specifically to double as a headband, my first aid kit (with the must-have extras of travel tissue, purell, a gigantic sheep of a tampon, and advil, of course), a couple of pens and drawing pads for the boy and at least two or three action figures, rubber balls and coins for spinning on restaurant tables for the girl, a pack of crayons, my King Ranch make-up bag from my sister-in-law, and, of course, my keychain with at least 3 as yet unidentified keys.
But what I've also come to notice during the regular performance of this ritual is that I actually have a few favoritefavoritefavorite things, which is unusual for me, as I've never been one to glom on to favorite foods or colors or objects, for fear that I'd be pigeon-holed or categorized or gifted only green faberge eggs for the rest of my life. And yes, I do realize that's a whole 'nother discussion for my therapist, so let's just keep movin'.
Despite my efforts to the contrary, however, these little things keep floating to the top of my list, and will always always make it into every single purse, including very tiny evening bags, so I thought I'd share them with you to see how they compare with yours. And while, no, none of these companies have approached me (yet) for product endorsement, I would like to go on the record as saying I'm always willing to whore myself out for something I love.
So, without further ado...these are a few of my favorite things:
Sexy MotherPucker Lipgloss from Sephora (adore! plus the name
is just a bonus!!)
Bath and Body Stress Relief
Hand Lotion (travel size in my truck for red lights and bad traffic)
Kensington Portable iPhone Charger
(always charged. seriously.)
Ice Breakers FROST
Breath Mints in Wintercool
L'Oreal Colour Riche
Lip Liner (in a number of shades)
Octopus Hair Clips from The Pulga for $1 a Piece (the BEST for any hair!!!)
Cheapy Cheap NYC or
Wet n Wild Eye Liners
in Blacks and Browns
My Moleskine Mini-Notebook
(for writer's block breakthroughs)
And Some Random Bic Pens
(since my son tends to hijack
ALL my good ones)
And that's about it.
You no doubt have noticed the intentional omission of my iPhone from these lists. But I consider this a 5th appendage, a vital organ. It shall not be relegated to accessories. Let's not be silly, rabbit.
What are some of your ab-fab favorites that you can't shan't won't live without?? (Pics of the inside of your purse will suffice, as this little project has already taken up half my freakin' morning.)