Pourtant, je suis persuadée que le sac parfait existe! Ne dit-on pas que chaque pot a son couvercle? Cela doit bien s'appliquer aussi sur les sacs, non?
Du coup, moi, je continue à chercher la perle rare. Et en attendant, j'achète tous les modèles qui me plaisent, dans toutes les couleurs qui me plaisent. En continuant a espèrer de tomber dessus.
Voilà une belle excuse lorsque l'Homme ronchonnera encore une fois, parce que tous mes sacs envahissent le dressing!
The handbag...a woman can't live without it, but it's hard to live with it too. Well, actually, it is for me. Because the handbag has one big failure: it's either too big or too small.
Who hasn't searched her phone in the bottom of a bag that was way too big, to find it back one second after the phone has stopped ringing? Who hasn't complained about carrying a bag way too heavy, bag where you first put a bunch of useless stuff, like a snail that carries its house on its back? Who hasn't try for hours (well, in fact for minutes) to put a small lip gloss in a bag that was way too small, before heading to the party, restaurant, or event (for which you already are late)? Let her be the first to throw a stone at me!
But actually, I'm sure there is a perfect handbag? Don't they say: "There's a lid for every pot"? That could also be applied to bags, don't you think?
So, I continue searching THE gem and therefore continue buying all models I like in all colors I like. And hope to finally find IT.
And that is another great excuse when Mr. Big starts grousing about all my bags invading our dressing!
