So, yesterday proved that if enough people get together that all believe in the same thing, and each one contributes a few dollars, 640 million could be raised. It is too bad that kind of rallying does not go on for a less selfish cause. We need organization and determination. Instead we get power hungry out to out do each other. I am not impressed by the powerful.
I also don’t get the popularity of certain handbags that some woman have to have. They are usually uglier than a burlap sack. When my son was young I ditched my handbag after having to make the choice of saving my handbag or my son that was getting away on the mall escalator. (my friend retrieved my purse as I ran down the escalator after my son) I learned to carry just the essential cards, cash, and phone in my pocket. Now that one of my shoulders droop, I appreciate that I am accustomed of not being a slave to my bag. My bag that I have had for years and bought for 14.99 on clearance. Like my clothing, I don’t feel a need to replenish per season, just because. I retire things as they collect too much paint spills, or wear holes that show parts that are better left covered. What brought most of this to my attention today, I was perusing vogue magazine, some ads were several pages. It was highly predictable and familiar. I can’t fathom the money spent on producing those pages, without coming up with totally new campaigns or designs.
In Sync With The Universe 