Me, myself, and I......BFF's

I am a purse junkie!  

Always have been.

As far back as I can remember, I have loved purses.  I think my first one was a hand knitted, multi-colored gift from my great grandmother.  The next one I remember was a quilted Holly Hobbie design with a long strap and a flap that went over the opening with a button attached as a closure.

If I had to count, I've probably had over a hundred purses in my lifetime.  Some of them are for specific events like concerts, vegas, or bar nights.

Others are for my everyday use.

I am always on the look out for a good everyday use purse.

I have a criteria that the purse needs to meet.

1~ Only one  short shoulder strap.

[I hate the purses that open like a doctors bag with the two handles.  Don't get me wrong, I really like the looks of them and have bought MANY thinking they would work for me.  The function of the duel handles with one constantly falling off my shoulder is too much for me on an everyday basis]

2~  Big enough to hold ONLY my essentials, yet small enough to keep me not putting anything more than my essentials in it!  I like to keep it light weight and a size that I can tuck it under my pit if I need to use both of my hands.

3~  At least two inner and outer pockets to separate my lip glosses and receipts from each other.

4~  Boho-Rocker look.

I can't believe I saved this criteria for last!  The functionality is truly so important to me that it trumps aesthetics!!!

While browsing around a Sears store, 

[Who really browses in Sears???  Ok, maybe a man looking for tools or a lawn mower, but I don't think you hear of a woman boasting excitement to spend her money at Sears!

It was an off day for me that day anyway.....I questioned WTF I was even doing or how I got in this Sears store in the first place.]

My purse-radar directed me past the garage door openers to the glorious handbag department.

As I walked toward the inventory, my eyes filled with sparkle and joy!  I was overwhelmed and had to focus my thoughts and figure out where to start this adventure in shopping.

As if being in a Sears store and not knowing how I arrived there isn't bad enough, what I'm about to tell you is over the top nut-farm-crazy shit!!!!

I stopped in front of the first display rack and decided this would be my starting point.  

I then said TO MYSELF with a half smile and head nod, 

"hmmmmmmm, yeah!  

This place is looking pretty good to me.  

I'm really liking the selection I see. 

 I could possibly find my ideal purse here!

OMG!  I'm so excited!"

I said it with such sincerity and passion that made me stop, laugh at myself [apparently I enjoy talking and laughing to myself A LOT], and then be very concerned that I am having full on conversations and girl time with ME! 

 AND, why is purse shopping being taken so god damn seriously in my little world of chaos around me?!?!?

Is it just me*?

Please tell me I'm not the only coo-coo bird having a blast with the company of myself and a room full of purses!!!!!

*I already know I'm not alone in this....Am I right Elise?

BTW:  I didn't find my ideal purse at Sears Roebuck and Company.