My handbag, this very day, contains:
- My yellow purse, which is falling apart but I'm reluctant to part with.
- 3 pens (blue and black ink).
- One handheld mirror.
- One tiny hairbrush.
- One set of yellow post-it notes.
- Some paperclips.
- Some change.
- 2 shades of red lipstick.
- Some clear lipgloss.
- Some lipbalm.
- Liquid eyeliner.
- Scented wet wipes.
- A lighter.
- Gloves.
- Keys to my house, my bike and work.
- A memory stick.
- A note pad for everything that I could possibly need to write down.
- Iron supplements. I don't normally take them but as I donated blood last week the nurses seem to think it's a good idea to keep my iron-levels up. All I can think is that if Magneto from the X-Men attacked me I'd be royally fucked.
