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5 Reasons Why I Need This Bag Really REALLY A Lot

Or, 5 Reasons Why I’m Considering Selling a Kidney

The 1903 all-leather Rough & Tumble pack by MimsMaine.

1. It’s gorgeous.

The shape of the 1903 is chic and curvy—not frumpy or formless like so many other large hobo and tote bags. Also note the contrasting trim and the pretty hardware, ooh la la! And the best part is the leather. Just luscious. Designer Natasha Durham gives buyers a choice of color and customized features. ::swoon::

My leather of choice: vintage saddle. It’s warm, yet bright—versatile but neutral. Mmmm.

2. It’s huge.

It’s hard to find a large, functional bag that doesn’t look like a briefcase (blegh). I love how much space this thing conceals behind its uber-cute exterior. It’s like Mary Poppins’ bottomless bag’o’wonder. If I owned this bag, I’d enjoy settling down at a table in my local coffee shop and astonishing onlookers by removing my iPad, my phone, my Kindle, a notebook, a water bottle, a snack, a sweater, a desk lamp, and a cat.

3. It’s organized.

With most bags of this style and size, you get one big cavernous area in which your stuff disappears like space waste into a black hole. I’ve spent hours of my life fumbling blindly through my belongings inside purses like that, but I dream of a future in which peace and balance are restored–in which everything has its own little secure resting place. I mean, look at all the crap essential stuff I carry around with me every day.

Kindle with homemade case, shades (from Meijer?), Target wallet, Moleskine memo pockets file, allergy meds, iPhone, hair stuff, Clinique 50 SPF face cream, Aveeno hand lotion, compact brush/mirror, Blistex Mint Medicated, Carmex, Eos Sweet Mint, mini measuring tape, marker, Orbit Sweet Mint, keys.

There’s no off-the-rack bag in the world that could keep all this in place. By contrast, the 1903’s numerous and brilliantly placed pockets promote high-level organization and quick retrieval. In other words, it’s like a purse version of a library. ::goosebumps::

Omg. It’s…it’s so beautiful. ::chokes up::

4. It’s a cross-body.

I’m thinking of amending this list to include “My shoulder strap purse is constantly sliding off and requires incessant fidgeting and readjusting.” I was foolish, friends. I swore to myself long ago that I would only invest in cross-body bags forevermore, but a few weeks back I was tempted by the plethora of outside pockets on a shoulder bag and decided to give it a whirl. Now it’s just one more thing contributing to my slow descent into full-on OCD psychosis. Seriously, cross-body is the only way to go. When I’m out and about, hither and yon, kickin’ ass and takin’ names, I need to be hands-free. Unencumbered. Unfettered. At liberty to exercise my ninja-like reflexes. I can’t be my awesomest self with a stupid shoulder bag forever dropping onto my elbow.

Seriously. This is how I am every day.

5. It’s a backpack.

So the husband and I have been riding bikes lately, and it’s pretty much the most fun EVER. We’ve been riding them to work, which means I often need to carry a change of clothes along with my water bottle and giant thug-proof u-lock and other bicycling accoutrements. I have a small bag on the bike but I’m starting to think that for morning commutes a backpack is best. Which means the 1903 is yet again the awesomest bag ever since it seamlessly transitions from purse to pack in a second, AND still manages to look oh-so-chic.

Zombies? No problemo.

And here’s the other bonus to a convertible bag: it ups my zombie-apocalypse-preparedness. Let’s say I’m walking down the street and all of a sudden a massive-scale zombie attack erupts around me: I toss the 1903 on my back and sprint for safety without missing a beat. No flailing purse throwing me off rhythm or getting snagged on obstacles and having to be left behind in the desperate fight for survival. Plus if I’m isolated for a few days in a tree or a locked storage closet, I’ve got all the essentials with me already! Snacks, a water bottle, a phone, even keys and pens which can be used as weapons in a pinch. What—you don’t consider the advantages of a handbag in light of possible zombie attacks? Weirdo.

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6 Reasons Why You Should Implement Autumn’s Spa Sunday Routine

Botticelli was thinking about Spa Sunday when he painted this.

Or, 6 Reasons Why You, Too, Can Feel Like Venus Rising Newborn from the Foam 

1. The luxurious mani/pedi.

So my New Year’s Resolution was to take extra special care of my hair, skin, and nails (thus, Spa Sunday was born!)–but really it’s my nails that need the most help. They sometimes look live I’ve been living in the wild, killing prey with my bare hands and digging Autumn-sized lairs under the roots of trees (I often envision myself having to survive all alone in the wild, just for light amusement, but that’s another post). So the first order of business on Spa Sunday is to clean, trim, and file those suckers. You’ll do the rest in a minute.

[NOTE: I do not include any actual nail painting in this mani/pedi, because, I mean seriously, I have other demands on my time. But if your schedule is less rigorous, feel free to polish away at the conclusion of the Spa Sunday routine.]

2. The sumptuous hair mask.

I do clean and brush my hair fairly regularly, but I sort of neglect it otherwise. The time had come to do a little something extra, so I mixed up an olive oil and honey hair mask (easy recipes for this and other concoctions below). It adds lots of shine and softness. Pour it all over your head and massage deeply into scalp and roots. It’s probably going to drip into your eyelashes or run disconcertingly down into your armpit. Ignore the urge to leap in the shower and scrub it off with a Brillo pad. Just keep on rubbing till you look like this. Then wrap it all up in a towel (if you can get hold of the ridiculously amazing Turbie Twist, I highly recommend) and wash your hands till your fingers stop sticking together.

3. The soothing facial.

Start running your bath water (see item 4) and add the bath salts. While that’s going, give yourself a quick face wash to remove impurities and turn your sink faucet on super hot. Lean over the sink with a towel over your head so you trap all the steam. You might feel like you’re going to die, or at least I did, since breathing in steam gives me a thick, panicky feeling in my throat –but stick to it for a few minutes because this opens your pores. We’ll continue the facial in just one sec.

4. The relaxing bath.

Head for the tub with a jar of sugar scrub, your favorite facial moisturizer, and an orange wood stick (you know, that thingy they use at nail salons). Once immersed, massage the sugar scrub into your face, hands, feet, elbows, knees, and any other bits you care to soften up. Rinse the scrub off your face with warm water first, and then follow up with a splash of cool (I did all this while my bath was still filling up). The chilly water closes up your pores and then you can slather on a dab of face lotion to seal the deal. Next, proceed to soak for a while, making sure to get your fingers and toes fairly raisin-y. Sip a glass of wine, listen to some Kenny G, what have you. Finally, just before you wind things down, push your softened cuticles back with the stick.

5. The rejuvenating shower.

It’s time to shampoo your hair and rinse off the sugar granules lingering in the, er, creases. Use cool-ish water (or lukewarm, you weenie) for this stage–it restore the tissues, as Bertie Wooster would say. You know what to do here. Report back when your hair doesn’t smell like Italian food.

6. The comforting towel-cuddle.

I hope for your sake that you have a nice, big, fluffy towel or robe to wrap yourself in. A thin, scratchy one is no good–that would be like topping a chocolate-dipped ice cream cone with a stick of celery. Anyway, snuggle into your plushest towel and sit in your comfiest chair. Bring along lotion and some nourishing nail serum for your hands and feet. Moisturize yourself into a state of bliss. The end.

My Spa Sunday supplies (bath salts, sugar scrub, and hair mask from left to right).

Hair Mask
1/2 cup honey
3/4 cup olive oil

Bath Salts
1 bag Dr. Teal’s Lavender Epsom Salt
1 1/2 cups baking soda
1 cup sea salt

Sugar Scrub
2 parts sugar
1 part oil (I used sweet almond, but olive oil is fine too)
A few drops of essential oil (peppermint was my choice this time around) 

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