I too look at others with a touch of envy at times and wish that I was capable of doing the things that they can. Then I remind myself that I have no idea what they may be going through or what might be around the corner for them!
I’ve never been a handbag sort of girl, it’s always been shoulder bags for me (except for the short period of time when bum bags didn’t make you into a social outcast!) but I must admit that when I’m sitting in my wheelchair, with my bag on my lap, the shoulder strap does get in the way. I hadn’t thought of clutch bags, thank you Poll, Next time I go to town I’ll have fun looking in the charity shop for something that I actually “need”
As far as shoes are concerned I had a sad moment a couple of months ago. I had bought a beautiful pair in a charity shop, a few years ago, in the vain (stupid!) hope that would be able to wear them to a wedding (not much walking involved, I thought!). Needless to say I never did wear them. So after years in my cupboard they went back to a charity shop. A few weeks later I went into the shop and was looking at the “sensible” shoes when I noticed a beautiful pair of shoes. I picked one up only to realise that they were the ones that I had given! It hurt a bit to know that they had been mine but I had never been able to wear them
But I did find a pretty pair of ballerina pumps covered in blue sequins