Incidentally, I've been attached to the hobo style for years. It's the only kind of purse that is not only large enough to hold everything I need to tote around but also allows me to rummage through it without having to take the bag off my shoulder. And the handle isn't so long that it doesn't hang too low on my short self.
|Form AND function! Also, pretty color...|
I know! Sometimes a gal gets lucky.
|Perfect for fall...but February? Not so much|
But now? Now, it is February. I've found myself looking at the purple and wondering, "What did I see in this?" And then, walking by the handbag aisle in Target the other day, the girls and I spotted a HOT PINK Merona hobo bag.
Readers, I bought it. What is it about February that makes me crave bright colors? Each time I look at that bag, I just feel happy.
In short, I've gone from a gal who picked up a cheap purse maybe once every two years to someone who has bought 3 (count them, 3!) new purses in the space of 10 months. Is this an unhealthy shopping addiction? Or maybe just a cheap version of a midlife crisis? I can't decide.