Days later, the same purse became my life saver. I haven't been doing well in the fashion category lately. I lost a dear cousin in January and now I've lost another cousin and with everything else going on in my life, I have become somewhat of a fashion slob which is totally embarrassing to Loris. We were on our way to my granddaughter's volleyball game and I was looking a hot mess and Loris was too hurt to speak on it. But, little did she know that my "murder bag" was also a "medicine bag" which contained 6 items that I needed to go from blah to beautiful before entering the doors of the YMCA for the game. They both went inside without me and only God knows the conversation they had about the way that I looked with two fuzzy braids, no makeup whatsoever, and men's sandals that I had borrowed from my friend.
I sat in the car and did my brows and lined my lips with a dark brown pencil. I applied blue mascara to my lashes. I put on black matte lipstick and then topped with dark plum. I put on a choker, redid mu two braids, and put on my ankle boots. Hah! Good thing that everything I needed was in that "killer bag" that I'm still carrying and my girls breathed a sigh of relief when I strutted in.
What's in your bag?