I dislike purses. They are so bulky and heavy and always in the way of spontaneous dance parties. Unfortunately, I rarely pack light enough to travel, and I can't exactly fit keys/wallet/phone/books into my pockets. For that reason, I bring along my little mexipack, tossed over my shoulder and promptly forgotten until I need to dig through it.
Plus, she's hand-stitched leather and looks like she's seen a thing or two in her day. The more battered, the better.
My distaste for the purse, though, does mean that I love the hell out of backpacks. OH GOD, the packpack. I think I'm gonna add this little fella to the summer collection.