Not the person I thought I was

Since I have giant feet for a woman (but not, my vanity must proclaim, for my height. Really, dudes my height and shorter rock a size 14-16. I wear a positively dainty size 12 mens), I pour all my stereotypically female shoe-love into bags. I have a lot of bags. Brown bags and black bags and blue bags and orange bags and one that looks like Ramona Flowers’ bag.

Over the years I’ve probably spent about thousands of dollars on bags. Which, I guess, isn’t so much considering I started carrying a purse in the 7th grade.

Since my big FORTIETH! birthday is quickly approaching, I decided to buy myself something extra fabulous. Okay, yes, I usually get myself a birthday gift every year, but last year’s gift was paying the mortgage and while that’s all fine and responsible, it is not fun at all.

So this year, I decided that I would get myself the most beautiful blue bag on the face of the planet. Isn’t it lovely? It’s in my favorite of colors and has outside pockets that I adore and it’s handmade by a woman in Maine. Handmade! So the money would be going to an actual person and not some conglomerate (I like to give my money to actual people whenever possible). The bag is just the most divine thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. I love it. However, it is expensive ($238). Do I think it’s worth that money? Hell yes. Can I spend $238 on a bag? Hell no.

I thought I was the kind of person who could spend that much money on a bag. I was sure of it. After all, I’m the same person who just two years ago moments after drowning her Macbook, Gideon, ordered another one while Gideon was still dripping.

Today I loaded the bag into my cart and then when it came time to push the button, I couldn’t do it. It just felt so wasteful and unnecessary. I thought of all the things I could buy with $238, or how with another hundred or so I could buy an iPad. Yeah, $238 for a purse, too much. $400 for an iPad, perfectly acceptable. I don’t even make sense to myself anymore.

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  1. Peabo 30.Mar.12 at 9:19 pm

    Um, it’s a backpack AND a shoulder bag. That makes it TWO bags for the price of $238, which is really $119 per bag. Which is COMPLETELY reasonable. Especially to celebrate one’s 40th year on the earth. Think about it…that makes the bag about $3 a year for each year you’ve been around, and you would pay $3 a year for a bag, right? That’s practically FREE.

    Buy yourself the bag. You’ve earned it. Do it now.

  2. todd 31.Mar.12 at 12:29 am

    I agree.

  3. Lori 31.Mar.12 at 6:00 am

    That is a great bag. It’s pretty but practical/versatile. I say buy it. You only turn 40 once.

  4. Reuben 31.Mar.12 at 6:31 am

    I think you should buy it.

  5. Bonny Holder 31.Mar.12 at 8:52 am

    You’d pay that for boots, wouldn’t you? Same thing. Buy the bag. Buy it today. xoxoxox from New Mexico

    1. Jodi 31.Mar.12 at 8:53 am

      @Bonny Holder, I would never pay that for boots or shoes. I think I’m just a person who finds spending more than $100 on anything that doesn’t plug in a waste.

      1. Kelly Barnhill 31.Mar.12 at 9:19 am

        ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? That bag will outlast your macbook; it’ll outlast your ipod and your kindle and your teevee. It’ll outlast any damn electronic piece of toxin-leeching yuckiness that you EVER BUY EVER. The bag will be a thing of beauty; a joy forever.

        If you don’t buy it for me, buy it for John friggin’ Keats. Beauty is Truth, damnit! Also, think of Emily Dickensen. If Beauty crowds us til we die, then by god you need to be in sight of that damn bag.

        Buy it. And happy birthday.



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