Showing posts with label handbag. Show all posts
Showing posts with label handbag. Show all posts

Sunday

Whaa? (articulate, I know)

Cute, right?


Well, this picture comes to us all at a price. The price of 2 iced coffees at Starbucks, and a very uncomfortable dialogue with a follower. No, not a follower of my blog, or your blogs, or of fashion trends ... The dialogue was with the guy following behind me in line! Please read.

So, I get in line in crowded Starbucks on my lunch break last week, and I notice the girl in front of me has these super cute flats. Working in the garment district lends itself to great stylish- people watching, so I was ready with my camera. I snapped a few pics, but was not paying attention to the line of people developing behind me. (Idiot me- I should have thought of this, and in the future I DO need to be more careful, OR I really should just ask people if I can take their pic- especially if its because I think they look fabulous. Don't you think?)
Well, the guy is wedged into the place, with everyone else, because it is like the size of my kitchen, so of course he sees me take this pic and one of a handbag.

He starts quizzing me about who designed the bag and what season it was from. Whaaa? and Huh? (were 2 of my very articulate replies to his litany of questions)

Now, I was a little confused and caught off guard here, but I really did not understand exactly what happened. Was he
A.) just following me and chatting
B.) quizzing me on my knowledge of handbags
C.) hitting on me by quizzing me on my knowledge of handbags
D.) thirsty and hoping if we talked long enough I would pay for his drink
E.) really curious about the handbag
F.) oblivious to the diamond ring on my left hand, which PS I did not get as a graduation gift, or as a splurge for myself on a cruise, or from a blog giveaway.
G.) all of the above

It really doesn't matter- I got out of there quickly with my drinks, and my pic, and my lesson learned!



Monday

BACKpack madness

I see this FAR too often.

I only see it on WOMEN. Why. Why are you wearing your BACKpack on your front? Do you think New York is that dangerous? Really? Guess what. IT ISN'T!!

This looks so silly.

Unless you are in Jr. High, please PLEASE do not wear your BACKpack in the front. (if you MUST wear a BACKpack at all, dear Lord, must you?), it is in fact called a BACKpack.



Sunday

What's In There??

How many times has someone looked at your handbag and asked "what the heck are you carrying in there?!" Men, especially, wonder why are our bags so big, as if we are toting around a baby grand piano or something...? Well, if we needing to, we would, right? We just need, or might need, a lot of stuff!! I used to carry a MUCH larger handbag. It... she, Cynthia, is gorgeous, but I complained of my back hurting so often that H bought me a new, smaller bag. Its much easier and more practical to use a small bag around the city. While I miss Cynthia, especially when I need to do a shoe-switch mid-day, I don't miss the back pain she caused me. Meet Marc.


You can see from the contents, or lack of contents, I am kind of a minimalist. There is no way, even if I wore a size 5, Marc could carry my shoes... right?

I got the idea for this post from my blog buddy Fashion Butter. Why is it fun to see what other girls have in their bags? I don't know, but it its.


Gum, chap stick, lip gloss, lip shimmer stuff (Burt's Bees), red lip stick (Mac) - I don't wear any of this except for the chap stick... Not sure why I keep carrying it around... Advil bottle, contains mostly Advil.


Blackberry, pen, pencil, apartment keys (with card for gym, library, drug store and grocery store), 51 cents (don't be jealous), zip drive, various cards and drivers license (even though I hope I never have to drive here, and if you live here you should also hope I never drive here.)



Wasn't that fun? At lease we didn't find any trash or crumbs or dead bugs.
Thanks for the idea Fashion Butter!