Secret Life Of The Sequin Clutch

When I was coordinating an outfit for my graduation I decided on a pastel dress. Most of my dressier clothing is left over from winter and so all the clutches and handbags are black or red. I ran out of time shopping, and not to mention I was quite frustrated that I couldn't find single pair of shoes to fit my narrow feet or a cardigan that matched the dress.

Disappointed with my shopping experience, I went home dress in hand and went to bed. Somehow by the grace of God I woke up with an epiphany. I realized I bought a white sequin clutch at a yard sale like 10 years ago that would work PERFECTLY with the dress. I got down on my hands and knees and hauled out the large box under my bed and BAM! My prayers were answered. I then opened my closet and realized I had the perfect cardigan, and shoes to go with the dress. It's like the items I so desperately needed fell from the sky and coordinated themselves.

This bag that cost 25 cents, literally saved the day; it held everything I needed, and more. As I was walking to get a latte after a beautiful light lunch at Il Mercato I wondered where this purse had been before in its previous life with its previous owner. I got to day dreaming about its life along the river in Paris or in the streets of Italy.  I wondered how long ago that the woman who previously owned this great clutch got all dressed up and went to lunch with a handsome man. She was rather old and frail, but by all her treasures she was selling she seemed like she had a good life. Since she was having the yard sale because she was moving into a retirement home I got the impression its probably been a while since she and it had a night out on the town.


If you are anything like me, you might realize that you had what you were looking for all along.


Sorry for the delay
Happy Friday,
sp