Some time ago, I wrote about a handbag I owned but didn’t wear. I loved it but never seemed to reach for it. I only have three handbags so something didn’t seem right. I decided to include it in my autumn capsule, pleased that I would be using it properly.
After a few wears, I realized why I hadn’t been reaching for it. I bought it about 8 years ago, when I was on holidays in the US. It’s a lovely bag, beautifully embroidered but:
- It’s got top handles – I now find that a bit awkward
- It doesn’t hold that much – I now prefer my bags to be more functional
- It’s too small to carry a laptop or even my lunch – I work more now with my laptop, and the surest way of having a healthy lunch is to make it myself and bring it with me
- It’s brown – a colour I tend not to wear (as I’ve got brown hair and eyes, it all gets too much!) so it doesn’t go with the rest of my clothes or accessories
- My tastes and requirements have changed in the last few years.
At the time, I fell in love with the beauty of it and, I’m slightly ashamed to admit, I felt the need to possess it, just because I loved it. And it was quite expensive.
But I’ve noticed now, the fewer possessions I have, the more demanding I am of them. For me, a bag should be functional, durable and look presentable – it’s not enough that it looks pretty – it’s got to earn its keep.
So, I decided to let it go. It was with a bit of a pang but it felt right. I felt I would never use it again. I tried to sell it – twice – it didn’t sell either time – I was a bit surprised. Then I brought it to a consignment shop. Imagine my embarrassment when they refused to take it, as it was ‘too worn’!
You see, I hadn’t taken a close look at it for some time but when I did, I found it hadn’t lasted well at all. The leather had become a little patchy and had slightly worn away in places. I had never noticed because I was in love with the idea of my lovely bag, not the actual bag.
I then brought it to a charity shop – I felt the need to point out the wear and tear – but they said they were delighted to have it.
That whole incident was a hard lesson:
- Just because something has a value to me, it doesn’t mean it has an intrinsic value of its own
- I can like and admire an item – but I don’t need to possess it
- It’s fine to walk on by – my ‘fear of missing out’ is diminishing
- I thought this bag was an investment piece – but it didn’t last well at all
- My handbags don’t have to be seasonal – I’m fine using them all year around.
I’ve got a total of two handbags now – I love them both – they’re practical and stylish – and I use them all the time. The less I have, the happier I get. Have a great week 😊