Day 5 - Handbag

I never thought I would need a handbag. When I was younger, I always saw myself as a very practical person, and having a bag full of stuff I don't need just did not fit into the vision. Then, one day I woke up with a dozen handbags! Now, I'd like to point out, I did not accumulate 12 handbags in one night, I just had not realised how many i had bought, been given or found.
This skull one is my favourite of all the handbags. It also happens to be the one that cannot be bought! You see, my insanely talented Aunty Jacqui made me this for my 21st birthday. She gave it to me the day after my incredibly messy birthday party, which consisted of me drinking until 4am, having to be driven to the airport at 5am, to board a plane with Max. Poor boy had to virtually carry me through the checking-in process, put up with me leaving my belongings in security (not the place you want to leave your stuff, especially after having just been searched) and then screaming at him to give me my boarding pass, only to be told I had been given it already but had lost it...
So having forgotten my ideals of being practical, my sensibility to try and stop drinking before boarding a plane and also the 18th and 19th of October, I gained a glorious handbag that puts the other 11 to shame! That's all that matters, right?!