I have a huuuuuge accessories addiction. Necklaces, shoes, you name it! But my worst addiction is designer bags. I don't know what it is, but believe me, when I was a kid, I told my mom: "Mom, when I'm sixteen-years-old, I'll have my first designer bag and it's gonna be the Louis Vuitton Speedy 30.". And you'll never guess, just before my sixteenth birthday I actually bought it! I remember the face of the man who helped me out in the Louis Vuitton Store: "So you'll turn sixteen next week? And you'll get this as a birthday present from your parents? That's so generous of them.". "No sir, I worked six months for this bag in a supermarket.". When I told him this, he thought I was joking and was waiting for the moment that I'd start roaring with laughter. But it didn't happen, because I was serious as hell. I always dreamed that I'd have a collection of bags that only fits in a closet like Carrie in the Sex and the City movie. But I also wanted to buy it by myself, work for it. So that the bag would be 100% mine! And the moment you buy your 'temporally love of your life' feels so good, because you know that you dropped those pasta sauces and broke your nails for something so beautiful! It was totally worth it!
And then I was lost and couldn't be saved, because the Bayswater from Mulberry was also for years on my list. I worked also six months for that bag in a menswear store. Bags our for me like a photo would be for someone else. I know exactly when I bought it, what the reason was, and what I did to collect the money. My third back was the Ukita bag from Marc by Marc Jacobs. Why this one? I used to stay in the Boston, USA, for three months. I wanted a bag that was some kind of 'photo' for me that reminds me of that time. And of course, Marc Jacobs is an American designer.
But then my parents asked me: "What do you want for your 18th birthday?". It took me one second. Of course my answer was a new bag. So while I was for as well three months in Paris, I wanted to pick a timeless and classic but 'eightteen-years-old girl proof' bag, from a French brand. And there was my Elsie from Chloé. But I also kind of wanted to spoil myself with a bag, so there was Stella.
The next one on my list? The Giant City Tote from Balenciaga probably. But ok, now I have to take a break from this madness. Well, I'll try..