Your bag says more about you than you think

Every Tuesday we peek into the My Life In A Bag section into the bag of a lovely and well-known woman, because the inside of someone's bag might say even more about her than she would like to admit. We drag that thing around all day, fill it with junk, and always think it's a good idea to buy another new one, while secretly we know we already have more than enough. But so much for the contents, what does the bag itself actually say about the woman?

I have yet to meet the woman who can fit her daily items into a clutch, but for an evening outfit, a clutch is the bag to go. But even then, there just isn't enough room. The woman who dares to carry a small clutch must be the type who is extremely organized, has perfect skin (because she doesn't need to carry powders), doesn't smoke, has a very modest keychain, and always naturally smells good, so perfumes don't need to come along. Are you this woman? Then call me and explain HOW you do this.

A huge bag that is always full of the most diverse things, extra clothes, and often some workout gear as well. This woman is me. A chaotic person, who is always missing or forgetting something and always drags way too much stuff around because I have ten appointments all over the city and need something different for each appointment. What is particularly characteristic of this woman is that her keys are always lying completely at the bottom so that you first have to dump all your belongings out before you can unlock your bike.

Essentially the same woman as the one with the shopper, but this one is a bit less vain and opts for the convenience and comfort of a backpack. And then a trendy, somewhat hipster-like one. She has it figured out because carrying it on your back is much easier than on your arm, but it has to suit you of course, and that's a reason why I am stuck with the shopper. Just like sneakers, backpacks are not my thing.

This woman is busy and important, but still fashionable and trendy. She zips (get it, get it) from appointment to appointment and has in her compact crossbody everything she needs and nothing more. Everything is well organized, there is no undefined layer of clutter at the bottom, and when she gets home, she hangs it up in the same spot every day. Or, this woman comes in two forms, it's a small old rag that she has been wearing for 100 years and just can't find a good replacement for, and she wears it from festival to shopping spree and back again. Always, and you can bet there is a thick layer of junk at the bottom.

The woman who has a lot of stuff, but not as much as the shopper and who will never walk with a backpack. She has a large hobo bag that seems glued under her arm and that actually goes with her every day. There is definitely junk in it, but that's what it's for.

The absent bag. The pinnacle of chic, not having a bag. You are so important that you have people who do that for you or you are so organized that you need nothing. So you are Anna Wintour, or another editor of Vogue.