Day 25: What’s in your bag?
Not sure how this is going to be in any way fascinating, not sure if I can even spin any story out of it, but you asked for it so here goes.
The best thing in my bag is the lining. It’s super cool. I love this bag. It’s an Olga Berg, my favourite bag making person.
On the outside it’s pretty nondescript, a very low key but stylish black leather jobby; on the inside it’s a pretty pattern of flowers and leaves – not as naff as it sounds. It cheers me up anyway.
The only thing I hate about this bag (or any bag) is that when I put my hand in to find something I end up touching every single other thing in the bag first before I reach what I want, no matter what it is I’m looking for. It’s some sort of glitch in the matrix, I swear. Sometimes after searching for ages for something I will swear black and blue that it’s not in there at all only to suddenly see it sitting in there later in the day. Damn dirty bag tricks.
I feel a little like Ally Sheedy in Breakfast Club right now. Here goes nothing *empties bag onto floor*
At the moment it’s holding… (Drumroll)…
- half a packet of Coles brand paracetamol (gotta love generic),
- roll on deodorant (Nivea pure invisible if you must know – smells lovely and stays away from your clothes… I really should be sponsored for this shit),
- Vaseline hand cream AND a tube of L’Occitane acacia flower hand cream recently purchased in Vegas (for when I feel like being a little more upmarket about my hand cream application),
- a little pot of paw paw cream for the lips,
- Sennheiser earbuds in their little bag,
- another empty Sennheiser bag – I have no explanation for why I’m carrying it around,
- a little purse pack of tissues, only in there because of my recent foray into the world of snot,
- a packet of chewies with only two left,
- my wallet (my poor, overworked, wallet),
- black Moleskine notebook with dirty edges, two thirds full of scribbled ramblings on the run,
- pen,
- a citrix chip for work (you know, a password generator thing-a-me-bob that lets me log in off-site),
- one plastic spoon (?),
- digital camera (I like to carry it around in case I see something snapworthy),
- black eyeliner pencil (thrown in yesterday to take to work for halloween in case anyone wanted to draw black things on their face. They didn’t),
- a green jade happy buddha all the way from Vietnam, given to me by my last boyfriend,
- Transperth smart rider (a misnomer),
- spare rubber thingamys for my earbuds,
- a printout for my cut and paste micro festival ticket (GET YOURS NOW),
- one lonely tampon,
- one black hairclip.
I don’t know how your day could get any better than reading all of that. I mean, the fascination and awe! The excitement! How can anything else top it? I for one am overcome.
Feel free to tell me what my contents say about me for I have no idea.
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