My Murse

About six months of the year I wear a big winter coat and it becomes my murse. Sunglasses, pens, old receipts, headphones, work ID, candies, I got them all. It means that my coat is lumpy, not so flattering, and weights the same as a medium sized dog. Do I actually need to carry around all that crap? Of course not, but it's so easy to just keep on adding it to the coat's never ending pockets. As the weather warms up I sometimes wonder if I should get a european carryall, but then usually my good okay barely passable fashion sense kicks in.