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Mary is my role model.
What's In Your Bag?
Member Name: sy2kgbr
What's In Your Bag?
Advantages: Contains all the stuff.
Disadvantages: It's hard to find the stuff amongst the stuff.
When I was a wee quine, I watched a pretty lady pull a coat stand out of a rather dull looking carpet bag. Now, I imagine many of you watched the exact same film and dismissed the notion of fitting such a large object into such a small bag as a load of nonsense. I never questioned Mary's ability to fit all of her worldly possessions into a handbag and ever since I've been of a handbag carrying age myself, my bags have all displayed the same magic powers as that carpet bag.
I did go through a phase of carrying little bags everywhere, and I'm sure the ladies reading know the kind I mean. Just enough room for a mobile phone, purse and maybe even a sample size lip gloss depending on how lucky you are, but no space for the random odds and ends you seem to acquire between going out of your bedroom and going out of your front door. That phase is long over, since I can't be doing with any of that packing light rubbish when it comes to handbags. I've been forced to learn how to pack suitcases with the bare minimum inside, due to me surprisingly not being able to carry twice my bodyweight up those long twisty stairs in the Métro, and in protest of this, I've started filling my handbag with everything instead. Everyone knows that a handbag will not weigh very much, even if you fit a coat-stand in it. So that's why my handbag contains an awful lot of STUFF.
My current weapon of choice is a big black bag in a short of overweight stubby banana shape. Perhaps I empathised with its fat areas when I rescued it from the last Monsoon sale. It's made of a shiney-ish floppy man-made material; the kind that gives so generously when you try to overpack the bag. It's a quality that I do appreciate.
The strap is big enough for the bag to fit nicely on my shoulder, braided for extra strength and load-bearing capacity, and it's connected to the bag with two silver coloured O-rings. This means that I can hook my thumb into the ring for extra "I'm- bloody- well- holding- onto- my- lovely- bag- see- if- you- can- wrestle- it- off- me- you- two- bit- criminal" value.
There are two outside pockets which are closed with a push button, so they aren't terribly secure sounding places to leave important things, although I did find a set of house keys there which I had presumed missing a long time ago.
I also discovered a pair of earrings in the same pocket. Lovely things. I don't have pierced ears and I think clip-ons normally look ridiculously ugly, but a friend of mine brought back some spring-loaded hoops from South Korea, which cost tuppence over there, and work amazingly well. I haven't found anything like them in this country. They stay on, don't irritate my skin and have a tiny little hoop at the bottom for me to attach the dangling part of earrings to them. Basically, I have to buy regular earrings, ply off the pierced hoop and reattach the decorative part to the tiny hoopy bit on my fake earrings. I can't imagine what they're doing in the outside pocket of my magic black bag though. Hmm.
There are some tissues and lip balm in the other pocket, there presumablely because of the effects of Scottish weather. I don't claim to know where all of the things in my bag come from. They just ARE. Continuing with the practical theme, there's a few plasters there. I may have walked out on the Girl Guides due to me thinking they were as dull as dust, but that's pretty prepared and practical, isn't it? There are also some O/Zone mints in the same pocket, which are quite genius. Originally picked up in Norway, you can get these from Costa everywhere now. At least, I think it's Costa and not Starbucks. I get mixed up with those two a lot. But, I digress...
Unzipping the main part of the bag, this is where it starts to get interesting. Unfortunately, I couldn't find a coat stand, but I suspect it was underneath the umbrella and full sized hair brush.
Apart from the hairbrush, there's also a practically full pack of what I call bobby pins and Boots the Chemist long-windedly called "waved tipped hair pins". I think I spotted a couple of hair bands floating around, and there was also a Ficcare style hair clip. You know those magical hair clips that look like a curved beak? I don't mean the claw shaped things, I mean the beaky things. I'm making a gesture with my hand to demonstrate, but unfortunately it seems Dooyoo hasn't managed to add that to this review. It would be helpful if there was an actual name for this style of hair accessory, but we'll plod on. Now that's something I knew was in my bag - it can transform a mess of hair into a beautifully groomed French twist in 5 minutes, tame hair into a chignon and inflict pain on anyone who mocks the clip. Well, I did say that the bag was a weapon. Stands to reason that it also contains other weapons.
There's an old Nokia camera phone at the bottom, which seems to object to sitting in the pocket specially designed for it. It's quite a stubborn creature. I've dropped it from the top of various flights of stairs on many occasions over a period of several years, and it refuses to die. It wears its battle scratches in a proud sort of way and beeps menacingly at me. I do quite want one of those funky new phones which magically turn into a proper camera, as I think that would fit in with the magical theme of the items in my bag, however until my existing model finally gives up the ghost, the dream remains a dream. Sigh.
Currently trying to aid me in my quest to kill that phone is a Papermate Flexigrip pen, desperately trying to scratch the phone into submission. When it's not doing that, it's quite handy for attempting the daily Suduko whilst sipping a coffee in Starbucks before work starts. There is a notepad somewhere in the bag, possibly next to the coat-stand, but as it has no puzzles in it, it is currently not of much use to me.
Various food items are fighting for space. I hope they're still edible by lunch time.
In the zipped up compartment of my magic bag, there are some happy pills, or ibuprofen as the qualified health professionals call them. There is also some allergy medicine tucked away to prevent death. Always a good thing to have.
Now, I am pretty convinced that there are other items in my bag, but until I actually have use of them, they won't magically appear. After all, there's a perfectly usable coat stand in my current office, so why do I need to pull one of out my bag right now? Exactly. Mary needed one because her room was empty. If I move into a new room to live and work in that house as a governess from the past, I'm sure I'll find a coat stand in my bag. Until then, it'll stay in the bag where it is.
I'm pretty sure that this is my least useful review on Dooyoo to date, but hopefully it'll be interesting to the person who actually suggested this topic, whoever that might be. ;) Thanks for reading!
Summary: Bags have magical powers. Respect the bags.