Trusty.


Trusty little bag, never gets searched when I take it through security checkpoints. It's solidly ladylike and and even a bit demure but don't let it fool you, it's bad ass. I didn't even expect to love it, I just thought I needed a black bag without gold trim, something a little less formal than an evening bag and I love the shape, the frame, the distressed black leather, and the gunmetal color of the hardware.
I pack it as my wallet when I travel, putting money, ID, and cards in the zipper pocket and lipstick, a retractable powder brush, a hankie, and dump some candy into its main compartment. It even clicks shut, never underestimate the satisfying feeling of a kiss lock clicking shut, it's powerful. I Put the whole thing into my bigger bag and I'm ready to go. And, yes, I just dump the Good 'n Plenty and Hot Tamales right down in there. That's why candy is better than chocolate.
No one's ever asked about it, complimented it, or wanted to borrow it. But I've seen them staring. I love this bad ass and trusty candy carrier.

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