Thoughts on emptying your purse + releasing what weighs down your soul.

Half-eaten ring pop. Broken hair clips. Old wipes that were used for who knows what. My kids give me all kinds of goodies that find a home in the deep, dark crevices of my not-so-regularly emptied purse. I love my moss green Michael Kors Selma. From the outside, that satchel is a beauty—structured leather, strong…