Wednesday, January 13, 2010

The Girl's Guide to Everything:whats in the handbag?



Camilla Morton, the guru of the 'girl guide book to everything',declared that a girl's handbag is her own private sanctuary and only the very privileged, loved and trusted are ever invited in.
Now, the crucial question deeply lies, what are supposed to get in what are supposed to be chucked out?well, let see what Mrs Morton say about the absolute thing.

mobilephone
wallet and money
you will always need a cent or two for any dire emergencies.toilet entry perhaps?
notebook
she says inspiration can strike anywhere.especially you the poet, the drama maker, the lover, the song writer and the list goes.
pens and pencils
you never know whose number you might need to scribble down and obviously lipstick has never been that reliable. Scribbling the hot guy's number using your Dior?hot, but not that hot.
lipstick
or lipsticks, in that case.one is for the lips made from the signature look (red bloody Chanel anyone?), and two, a cheaper one of any signature.no use of wasting your Chanel on a rebuff, she said.
lipgloss
add shines and shimmer to a sexy pout, and a very user friendly to apply sans mirror.
perfume
to the places where you wanna it be kissed.smack smack!
keys
door keys and car keys.even when you lose everything, you dont want to be locked out from the house or ur own car.that is so unstylish, yelling for help getting into the house at 3 in the morning.
safety pins
no need to cry when the buttons pop out, at the appropriate moment. the complimentary sewing kits from the hotel are perfect enough.
compact
she asked to turn back n get the powder if u ever forget it.there's nothing worse than a shiny, glistened face. and 'i need to powder my nose' is one excellent code for 'i need to escape'.from the bad date, obviously.
roadmap
optional if getting a cab, but essential if u r driving
big bag address book
with all the numbers you need for the practical emergencies, for work, for pleasure, for romance
diary
business card
a good way to give out your details without appearing too forward..err she means too desperate.
spare pair of shoes and plasters
comb tissues aspirins mints

now let see if yours truly really practised what Mrs guru preached.
wallet and money
no use of having wallet sans money now, yes?and rm10 seems so inappropriate to the very demanding lifestyle nowadays.
pens.no pencils
black pen.good to pen down any dork's number.oppss...which reminds me.need to return the pen back to abah.:).borrowed one now.
lipstick
take that Mrs guru.i got like 3 different lipsticks of various shades and pouts.Chanel or no Chanel, im surviving this pretty amazing!
lipgloss
the bobby brown glosses.got that one too:)
perfume
the last vial of complimentary D&G has been used.so im a bit 'naked' really.
keys
cars key.checked.car keys with the hanging cow figurines?double check.and i stupidly left the house keys on the car which is about 300km away.bah!
compact
to be honest, i got 2.the bobby brown bronze compact and johnson&johnson clean n clear pink compact, which works on my skin miraculously.loving it, i mean , the latter:)
mints
a MUST!good look, good clothes, good appearance but nasty breathe?a major turnoff.
movie tickets
oh boy!!!that is just for a month viewing!

and the other not so essential but somehow are the most welcome..
the Dettol sanitiser
Mrs guru forgot about the swine.bad now.
thumbdrive
and no diary or notebook?this is so millenium.
lipbalm
work like wonder to a chapped, cracked lips
Panadol menstrual
for the time of the day, when u feel like doin nothin except crutchin for life.
Sony music player
or just plug in the earphone if u dont want people making any conversation with u.
butterfly hair clip
camera (not in the pic)
nice clean knicker (not in the pic)

so am i survivor or what?

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