To Handbag Designers – A Plea For Extra Creativity

Categories Human Nature, Lifestyle, Tales From My Fertile Mind

On my mind is a lady that I met searching for something inside her handbag, most probably her house keys since she was outside a door. The search was so furious that I couldn’t mind my own business any longer. When I approached her, I smiled and said, “zitapatikana tu”. She gave me an awkward, but beautiful smile.

As I passed, I couldn’t help noticing the contents of the bag since they were strewn all over on the ground, and more were still flying off the bag.

I can now confirm the “Big Bag” theory or myth that a ladies handbag is bottomless. It is a bag of wonders, secrets and mystery, considering that she had not finished turning the bag upside down and inside out by the time she was out of my sight, *since I kept looking back to appreciate the beauty and monitor, evaluate and gauge progress of the recovery efforts*.

This got my tiny brain to think that these search and recovery or rescue missions can be made much easier and faster if designers of these bags became a little bit more creative.

One might want to ask, ‘Pilipili usioila yakuwashia nini?’; or ‘Hii yakuhusu vipi mwanamme weee?’

Thanks for asking; I am an interested party on this matter when I remember how long it takes for the phone to be found when I call the ladies in my life.

With that question hopefully out of the way, my mind’s humble proposal and submission, considering what I saw in broad daylight, is that the designers of ladies handbags should consider not only increasing the number of compartments, but also let all of them be zipped and *clearly labeled* in the following categories.

Gum or mints
Toothbrush or floss
Glasses and sunglasses.
Phone charger
Hair bands
Bobby pins
Nail file
Sanitary items
Panadol/Hedex/ Pain Killer
Coupons, contact cards & pieces of paper
Paper bags
Lip balms and colours
Pepper sprays
Spare nails
Tomato sauce
Change clothing
Empty soda bottles

You’ll thank my mind later when you start reaping big because of the resultant high demand for the bags.

And ladies, do not take me wrong; we love it when you search endlessly.

I am an epic introvert, who quickly becomes an open book when I pen what’s in my significantly fertile mind; fertile as a result of bombardment by realities that are continuously captured by my inquisitive eyes, ears which are constantly rubbing the ground, through constant reading, and through dreaming too.

Writing provides an opportunity to ‘say’ what my unapologetic quiet mouth will not say; which not only soothes me, but also bequeaths to me a relief, a release, and a hope that the written words will change the world, even if only one person at a time.

And so should you seek, that’s where to find me; deeply tucked inside the blankets of reading, seeing, listening, dreaming, and then writing.

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