Just read an article on one of my Facebook newsfeeds (don't ask which one because I have moved on, and have no idea) that expensive purses are called handbags, and less costly holders of lipstick and credit cards are refereed to as purses.
Is that so?
I have always called them handbags because that is what I grew up calling them. All the ladies around me used that term. It stuck.
The same article said if you go into Neiman Marcus and ask for the purse department, they don't have one, so move on to Macy's. Well, maybe not Macy's, but some other fashion institution. If you make such a faux paux, they proclaimed, the helper-outers at Neiman's will send you packing. Well, that was the general idea.
As a LONG time (NM was my first credit card, because they were the only ones generous and brave enough to take pity on a young person with no money, and no credit references) Neiman's shopper, let me tell you the ladies and gents of that mega-store will most definitely point you to the handbag section, no matter what verbiage used. They get customer service, they get people!
All that nonsense aside, all the chatter about BAGS made me think of an orange one resting in my closet, amongst many.
Whether it is a purse or a handbag, it was carried back in the day by my big sister when the real Madmen were toiling on Madison Avenue -- smoking real cigarettes and having three (or more) martini lunches.
Probably not, but I have no idea. I played with it when I could get away with it. My adored sister, Barbara, was good about my dallying in her personal possessions. She warned me off her stuff, but knew I would get into it when she was out-of-sight. She ignored it, tolerated it, and we had many laughs about it through the years. Funny, when you are the younger one by a few years, you somehow catch up as time goes on.
I lost her in July. I miss her.
But, this orange bag, still looking like new, makes me smile. She had excellent taste. I was fortunate enough to tag along and reap the benefits of the trail she blazed before me.
Style never goes out of style. Neither does her Circa-mid-60's purse/clutch/handbag!
So glad I am a sentimental saver, sometimes.