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I have a thing for purses. I also have a pre-schooler, which means I can't go the minimalist route at this stage in my life. I buy them big and I load 'em up. (It IS an added bonus that big purses can offest my big J-Lo butt)... but I truly need the space. Epi-pens for my bee-allergic little one, handi-wipes, kleenex, protein snacks, a water bottle, an over-stuffed wallet. You get the idea.
Beyond the function of these purses, I do like style & fashion. SO, I'm swapping out the brown for black, black for orange, orange for animal print, etc. on a daily basis. My husband watches this cumbersome ritual with some blend of disdain and amusement. It's like that scene from Mary Poppins... how much crap can actually be in that bag you wonder as she proceeds to pull out a lamp and coat rack.
Inspiration struck recently. He's certain he can't be the only man witnessing such madness, so he's threatening to take his idea to that Shark Tank show. A purse funnel. Much like the one you use in your kitchen, only bigger. So, swapping out bags becomes a one-dump process wherein all the hair ties, loose coins, receipts, lipsticks and essentials are all relocated in one easy manuever.
He'll call this purse-funnel The Pfunnel of course. Because he's a Pfunny guy.