Mama in the City

Last night I had a date with my youngest sister and we attended a wine mingler that was part of a larger wine festival going on in the city. I checked the website and read that it was a dressy event. Naturally my first thought was, 'I wonder what purse I should bring?'. This is the part where I admit that I really love purses and may have a small addiction on my shoulder.



It all started about 7 years ago when my husband bought me a red Coach purse for Christmas. It was soft and beautiful and I fell instantly love with this purse! The love for purses really spiraled from there and new purses joined my wardrobe on birthdays and other special occasions. To me, a purse can do no wrong and I love having a collection to choose from. My husband told me that writing a blog post on purses might be a bit boring but I felt my passion for the handbag outweighed what he thought.

For the wine mingler I picked out my purple Furla purse and it is a purse with a story. I think all my purses are sort of like that and they all have some history too. This particular purple purse was bought 2 years ago while vacationing in Parma, Italy with my husband. Everywhere we went in Parma this lovely violet color followed. I went into the local Furla shop and bought this purse to remind me of traveling in Europe with my husband. I was about 4 months pregnant with Ben and feeling in love. There are so many wonderful memories of our travels through Italy.



Now whenever I take that particular purse with me I automatically remember that time in my life and vacationing in Italy. I've also bought purses to celebrate and recognize occasions in my life. It might have been a birthday, a new job, my first pregnancy loss or just some random day. Some people collect random trinkets and I collect purses. Really not such an addiction but more of a collection.