I love handbags. I do. Not so much the cutesy little clutches, but big beautiful tote bags. In fact, I have a closetful to show for it. We all know how much my closet drives me insane. And now that it’s starting to push my husband over the edge, I’ve decided to tackle the beast head-on. I started this morning when I couldn’t sleep because I couldn’t breathe and began with the floor of my closet. An assortment of random sandals and slippers and tote bags later, I can finally see the floor.
Being able to see the closet floor is so overrated, by the way.
I was able to sort through my sandals with little heartache but the handbags! I can’t throw them away! Even if they are beyond repair. Or are they? Help please.
Exhibit A:
My patent leather Bugatti Croco Cole Haan tote. I adore this bag. I rocked it for a good 3 seasons because the burnt orange color just kept working. But now, the corners are worn and the leather is cracked. Is it salvageable?
Exhibit B:
My Kenneth Cole oversized tote. I couldn’t find a decent photo of it online, and my iPhone camera isn’t doing it justice, but trust me, it’s gorgeous in person. I needed a large bag for my commuting days that could hold my lunch, work shoes, book, umbrella, and smaller handbag – it did the trick and looked good. But somewhere along the way, it got stained with some kind of red dye (or maybe there was red coating underneath the leather that’s coming through?) Either way, it’s a mess and I’m sad about it. Can it be saved?
Okay, I’m going back in.
by Justice Fergie on May 14, 2012
in life
For the past seven days I have been laid out with bronchitis and a sinus infection. It started out as just a hoarse voice while I was in Miami and then by the time I got back home, it escalated to what I thought was a cold. By mid-week, though it was clear that this bug wasn’t playing and I was stopped dead in my tracks. As my friend posted on Facebook:
“God had to do something!”
I’ve been operating at break-neck speed since the holidays: working on my {re}Treat, heading to Blissdom, traveling with the family for Spring Break, popping over to Chicago, managing the mayhem of home and I guess the straw that broke the camel’s back was heading to Mom 2.0 last week.
Learning to take care of myself is a constant challenge but it’s evident that I’m going to have to figure something out or my body is going to do it for me. This week I’ve been posted up in the bed, unable to do much of anything – quick trips to the grocery store or to swim/dance lessons for the kids resulted in dizzy spells and the sweats. I finally broke down and paid the doctor a visit over the weekend who prescribed me with antibiotics and orders to REST and TAKE IT EASY for a while.
Um, yeah. About that.
I really am going to take the message to heart because I’m good to no one in this state! And now that my next trip isn’t until August, I am so excited to not have to travel for a couple of months. Also, I can spend my energies focusing on Blogalicious 2012 and only one or two (ahem) other projects. Plus, summer’s on the horizon which automatically means slower paces and leisure time.
In theory.
Monday: Jerk Chicken Pasta
