A lil purse snack

I always keep a mini Clif bar and a mini Chomps on the wide outer pocket of my purse (thieves, stay back).

In NY, bodegas saved me, and in LA, I refuse to be stuck in traffic with my blood sugar crashing.

The last straw was finding myself feeling weak at a commercial callback for like Purina dog food and having to ask the women around me (upscale casual, natural and approachable women of color 26-38) if anyone had any snacks on them. A kind soul gave me some cheez-its.