It’s really riveting around here. Lame horse! No motivation! Eating chocolate and crying! Only partially kidding on that last one… anyway, edge of your seat drama this is not. I did manage to dredge up an old blog post from the past and do an update.
Though my adorable wicker bit purse from 2012 has long since disintegrated, I do have an equestrian 2014 purse to start with.
The victim is this lovely Ralph Lauren equestrian purse my Mom gave me for Christmas last year. It’s not a very summery purse, but the good news is summer is almost over so it’s sure to be in fashion again come fall. I do love all things Ralph Lauren, because they say “Lauren” and usually have ponies on them. Fashion is better with ponies.
I call this first group of items “I am a woman and occasionally I should not smell like dogs or horses” also known as “You know, tinted lip gloss is acceptable in society”. Who am I kidding? Mostly from here I use the EOS lip balm and the lotion. These are the normal purse items.
This is the misc group mixed with “why are you here?” Misc items include sun glass case, husband’s spare care key, work key badge, Shout pen (I have big boobs… spills happen), a bracelet, Bert’s Bee’s, a power cord and a pen. WTF items that slipped in here include an Oak colored stain pen… like for staining wood. Also, a power cord that connects to a mystery device. I have no idea what or where said device is. Still, nothing really weird here.
Finally, a beat to hell Longchamp wallet/check book holder. A vet bill that I already paid and keep meaning to file for records. The weirdest?
A personalized pickle ornament.
Last Christmas, I saw Tim’s Aunt and she was like “Omg I found you this pickle ornament at the fresh market! Is there Christmas pickle tradition we don’t know about?” The pickle is green and shiny. She wears a santa hat and a red scarf, and she says “Lauren” although the lettering has rubbed off in my purse so it’s more like “Lau e” now. I don’t even like pickles, but I’ve been carrying it around with me for eight months.
So readers, what weird things do you keep in your purse? More importantly, is there a Christmas pickle tradition or story that my entire family is missing out on? At least we have the ornament squared away.