Step 1: Denial - "Ooh, that handbag is To Die For and would obviously be the final step in making me a fulfilled woman of substance, but I need to stick to my monthly shopping budget. Plus, look at that waitlist. I don't need it. Moving on."
Step 2: Anger - "I hate being old and responsible and having things like budgets. I miss the Singleton days when my biggest worries were making it to Constitutional Law (I didn't) and scraping together the pennies to buy my first Coach (I did). Being a grown-up - notwithstanding what I just said here - sucks."
Step 3: Bargaining - "Who says I need groceries for the rest of the month? Won't it help me with the Operation MILF project if I spent that money on a Pretty Purse instead? And if I'm a Grace Kelly-style mom, that only benefits the Anonymous Husband. And think of the children - never mind the one I'm presumably responsible for feeding!"
Step 4: Depression - "Why can't I look nice and be Grace Kelly-style MILF of substance and keep my family in groceries? Now that I'm out of the Hurricane Newborn phase and can do things like leave the house with an attractive bag, don't I deserve to? Clearly this purse will complete me, and it will never be mine if I don't order it rightthisverysecond. Wah."
Step 5: Acceptance - "Give in & get handbag as soon as next month's budget allows - or the formidable waitlist, at least. Because we've had enough of this acting adult stuff for one week."
|Photo Credit: Marie Claire UK|
*With thanks to blogger Sparrows & Sparkles, whose review convinced me that this Pippa bag by Modalu - yes, named for that Pippa who made this bag & shapely rear ends popular - is worthy enough to trot down the Kubler-Ross path of purse acceptance.