Friday, April 26, 2013

Escapism: My Quest for an Orange Purse

The past couple of weeks have been surreal, and here's what I've learned: When all hell is breaking loose around me, I escape by pondering things that don't matter.  I think them through deeply and thoroughly, considering every possibility, searching far and wide for answers.

The past few days have taken this to a new level, as I returned to a quest (read: obsession) from last

spring: my longing for an orange purse.  This began (read: can be blamed on) my friend Kristen, who had a gorgeous orange bag when we met for lunch. It was a bit of a rainy day, and her bag just looked so bright and happy and chic against the light blue cardigan she was wearing. Had I been a bit more forward-thinking, I'd have offered to buy it from her then, as I've been hunting for something similar ever since.

After the stress of last week's bombing and lock down (I still can't believe that's a viable sentence), I re-engaged my mission to find an orange purse. Not just ANY orange purse, mind you, but the rarest of all orange purse species: the one that looks good with an Irish complexion. (In other words, I'm looking for the unicorn of orange purses.)  I went to store after store, ignoring aisles stuffed with fabulous sales on things we actually need, in single-minded pursuit of this orange purse.  I held dozens of them up to my side, considering whether each one would hold my laptop, what outfits they might work with. I realized that I like structured bags better than floppy ones, and that even though I'd love to return to my days of tossing a lip gloss and keys into a cute little bag, I need something big enough to hold a book.  It was hours of searching and self-discovery.

In other words, it was a way to escape from real life.

Here's the thing: If this were an orange purse emergency, I have people who know orange purses. I'm friends with an entire family where every member went to either Princeton or UVA. They live in orange, whereas I barely considered orange a color prior to knowing them.

But this isn't an emergency, it's an escape mechanism. It's a way to channel my thoughts in a harmless direction for long enough to let my pulse stop racing and let the vitamin D from the sunshine (thank you, God, for this week's sunshine!) soak in.  I don't have an orange purse yet. I might not ever find one. But in some strange way, the hunt is good.

Do you have an escape mechanism?

(More importantly: Do you have a line on an orange purse that compliments a purplish-pale complexion and a nose that's slightly pink from allergy season? I'm asking for a friend...)


hes said...

shoes. any and all. high heels, flats, sneaks, sandals, pumps...I could go on and on.

as for that orange purse, I had James explain to me what "an Irish complexion" is and how that might clash with orange. I'm not sure I get it, but I've always liked this shape (more than I like the Tory Burch aesthetic, but Prada is out of the question right now):,default,pd.html?dwvar_32129655_color=609&start=106&cgid=handbags-view-all.

thanks for this!

sherlina said...

Master Agen Bola , Casino , Tangkas , Togel Terbesar
dan Terpercaya Pilihan Para Bettor

Promo Terbaru :
- Bonus  10% New Member Sportsbook
- Bonus 5% New Member Casino Online
- Bonus 10% Setiap Hari Bola Tangkas
- CASHBACK untuk Member
- BONUS REFERRAL 5% + 1% Seumur Hidup

untuk Informasi lebih jelasnya silahkan hubungi CS kami :
- YM :
- WHATSAPP : +63 905 213 7238
- WECHAT : indobet77
- SMS CENTER : +63 905 213 7238
- PIN BB : 2B65A547 / 24CC5D0F

Salam Admin ,