inside story.

in my ongoing quest to pare down and simplify my life, i have a weird fascination with what people choose to carry with them. i am a little obsessed with looking through photos, even descriptions, of what you can find inside a woman's bag. it's usually a sacred place that men don't dare tread because *omg* you might find a tampon.





at any given time: wallet, ID, starbucks card, blackberry, pill case, multiple lip balms, micron pens, epipen, KIND bar, iPod, keys, cash, hair clip.