My Big Purse Problem

 I love leather hand bags.  The one that I found above is the one that I am using now.  You should know that I find a lot of my bags at second hand stores.  Now, I don't know where you live and how you live but as I mentioned before, I'm not rich.  This means that I have to get my purses somewhere.  Yard sales, consignment stores, and secondhand stores are good opportunities to upcycle a purse.  I like to think of it as rescuing them. Okay so, this is not so much about the beautiful purse that I rescued but about rescuing the purse. This beautiful purse was there among the riff raff of the second hand store that I went to.  There is nothing like having a bunch of purses in front of you and sorting through to find the one that calls to you.  Maybe I'm alone in this.  This purse was like that.  I saw the leather from afar.  It was more than I usually like to pay for my purses.  I saw that it needed some TLC.  There...

I love purses.  Some would call them handbags.  It's a problem.  At times I look in my closet.  I have my favorites in there.  I acknowledge that it is overwhelming.  I have a problem.  I am a purse addict.  I don't think I am going to stop any time soon and I don't want to stop.  It is an interest.  A friend of mine told me that I should quit my job to work as a salesperson selling purses.  It made me pause and wonder if I could.  If I was rich, I would.  I think I would even open a purse store.  I enjoy purses.  My favorite are designer leather purses.  No, I don't have an Hermes... yet.  I'm an ordinary middle aged woman of mid range to even lower mid range economic status.  I am not rich.  I am not wealthy.  I am not even comfortable when it comes to money but I do like purses.  I like purses a lot. I remember when it began.  I have always liked purses but it wasn't bad...