female bag is the bane of women, not only because we love them and also because we are really women when we buy a good wallet or purse, but also because our life is in them ...
We can dispense with a coat of paint us would even say not to swim in the morning, but not we start the journey to the outside without our beloved bag Our leading little part into smaller all.
Some say it could get an animal out of our great fitting, I must admit that I once did not mention what type of insect it was, but there I realized that my life is and all her jewels ...
bag is part of our personality, colorful, simple, big, small, but undoubtedly our life is in him, our agenda, a book to not get bored, the keys to the house, car, garage, office and heaven, that obviously never encountered, because if something have the bags is a Triangle Bermuda where they disappear forever.
We may miss some molten lipstick always stain your hands when looking for something, but nevertheless still there, the tweezers to save us from uncomfortable situations and a perfumer to feel with new air.
Food is part of the bag is absolutely essential for every woman, especially sweets, are always needed to when we are hungry, we are low on sugar, so when we are unwilling and ill drink a good chocolate, caramel, nougat or a packet of biscuits are a good shelter to remove the penalties and continue eating the crumbs are obvious inside the bag, which already has a pad made leftover food sometimes takes a bad smell.
In the bag you can get to find the light slips five years ago, love letters from a boyfriend very last bus tickets and scorers palindrome full of numbers that we have no idea who they are. Scarves
used and new, we never know when we go to long to mourn and a mini makeup set ourselves beautiful in any situation, obviously the mirror is as essential as flossing, extra large wallet that has all the saints, mixed with credit cards, coins and money, coupled with photos of family and friends.
in a bag which comes through the unthinkable, a cancer spare underwear, wipes and obviously the cell phone as the keys disappear into the black hole somewhere ...
There is no doubt that our lives are wealthy or not so much in our handbag, that we embrace with despair, never give anyone happens to us and where we're going with us ... An extension of who we are, ourselves ...
Published September 14
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