Having an organized and stylish place to keep your weed that you can leave out in plain sight is an option any adult deserves.
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!