How much can you fit in one smallish handbag? This much...
You know those features where they ask a glamorous woman to reveal the contents of her handbag and she shows a stiff card invitation to the Chanel couture show, a Blackberry, a YSL lipstick and… that’s it? Well I don’t believe it. Maybe that’s all you need to carry if you have a driver, never need to pay for anything and a housekeeper to open your front door, but in the Real World (dreary place), you’re far more likely to find a tatty looking sanitary towel and a half-eaten Mars bar with a fluffy end (still good to eat, right? It’s just…fibre!)
So in the interests of gonzo-style journalism, I delved into Rebecca’s handbag to discover what was lurking inside…
Actually, let’s start with the handbag itself: this is a caramel leather Marc by Marc Jacobs number, slightly battered thanks to me spilling contact lens juice over it – oops! We tipped it out on my desk and sifted through the contents, and my goodness there were a lot of them – that neat little shoulder bag was a roomy receptacle worthy of Mary Poppins.
Rebecca's deceptively small Marc by Marc Jacobs handbag
We found: some Polish coins from Rebecca’s most recent bit of dark tourism, eyedrops for her eye infection (sexy!), a Yakult that she was planning to drink on the bus, but didn’t, an invite to the xoJaneUK launch party (at last, some glamour), a tax bill, house keys, office keys, a pack of cards (for playing Shithead when camping), Marc by Marc Jacobs sunglasses, unpaid bar bills, a Kurt Geiger purse, an Oyster card, tube ticket, receipts, Eve Lom lip balm, hairgrips and some tatty old nail files. And all was covered in a fine layer of that indeterminate, sinister substance known as ‘handbag dust’.
So come on, we’ve shown you ours (well, hers), now fess up: what’s in your handbag? Don’t hold back!