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My mums and I went shopping at Crate and Barrel for my cousin Jackie’s wedding registry last night. She . has . the . plainest . taste.

White bakeware is one thing, but she wants plain, clear drinking glasses (and no cool barware, tut!).

I pretty much refuse to buy that. I wished to get her these lovely ones with nifty indents in the glass. They’re even practical, being comfortable to hold. But of course I can not.

What can I do with this plain J.?

Yesterday’s Handbag: Vintage Gucci: “G. Love”

So ever since my handbag collection grew into almost being a collection (actually, it only recently started to bloom as a real collection, but anyway) I’ve been careful about showing up toting certain bags with certain people.

Well, my therapist is whom I’m talking about today.

I saw her yesterday.

For a while, I’d make sure to carry my green mock-croc bag. That purse is being retired officially, though (off to eBay for change). I refuse to carry faux leather, now, and I also don’t like non names.

So what to carry when I see la therepiste? Often, I just bring a wristlet. If it’s that small, that’s enough to do for this occasion.

This day, it was the Coach wristlet I took out of my new vintage Gucci (which only has one pocket, so the wristlet was useful), which I then carried off to the mall. The wristlet was loaded with only the barest of essentials.

Am I lying at the times I’m supposed to be most open & bare? Sort of. But I’m so not ready to confront any issues with over-pursing. I’m happy this way.

It’s all about being happy.

Yesterday’s Handbag: Vintage Gucci: “G. Love”