One thing I can’t pass up when I go to the department store is looking at handbags. They are also called purses but because I’m writing a blog for the letter H handbag is what I am calling it today.
I always find my way to where they’re located in every store I go into. I run my hand across the material it is crafted from. I complete a thorough examination to see if it would fit my need. There are times I have to fight hard not to purchase another handbag to add to my collection.
I have big ones, small ones, and some in the middle. They are various colors, and textures. Sometimes my wallet is bigger than the one I want to carry. I am unconsciously filling them up with things I don’t really need and then I realize they feel like they weigh a ton. How can I find a happy medium and not fill them to the brim.
I must admit I’m addicted to buying good handbags and my handbag addiction makes me happy.