My husband and I moved in April of this year from our house to an apartment. Fed up with the abysmal schools in our neighborhood, we decided to make the sacrifice for our children. In the course of our move, my husband had the nerve to tell me to get rid of some of my bags.
My first thought was, “Is he insane?” Give up my handbags. With the exception of a very few of them, I used every bag that I had. Depending on my mood, I can change my bag as much as 3 times per week.
After I packed 2.5 large boxes of handbags, my husband decided that he would count them once we got to the apartment. Well, he quit after not even going halfway through the first box. He gave up.
My mother, my ultimate style icon, was a handbag aficionado. Luckily for my husband, I didn’t get her obsessionw ith shoes and jewelry as well. Anyway, again, I digress. I remember carrying my first handbag for Easter. Some of you may have pictures like this as well. You’re in your poufy white dress, little hat, Mary Janes, and a little, patent purse. After that I was hooked.
I grew up as a teenager during the 80s. It was all about Esprit and Guess for me. I wanted edgy and over-the-top. And, I wanted more than one. My idea of high end was to own a Liz Claiborne like my mom. My fondest memory is having an orange Esprit purse with a super long black strap. I think about that handbag all of the time.
Later, I went to college, and it was all about Dooney and Coach. Well, Dooney and Coach were not my style. Who wants an old lady handbag. I didn’t see the allure, but I wanted one because they were expensive. My first credit card purchase was a brown Dooney. Coach was still out of my price range, and they had alot of black. I was and still am not a black handbag person.
Fast forward to now. There’s so much to choose from and in every price point. Sometimes, it can be overwhelming. With the occasional odd purchase, I pretty much stick to the same aesthetic. After much trial and error, I know what I like, what works for me, and I rarely stray from it. The last thing that I want is to spend money on a handbag that I won’t use.
For me, I like bags that I can put on my shoulders. Being a “football mom” of two boys means carrying stuff so the bag has to be at least medium size. I don’t have too many large bags because I have scoliosis and heavy bags just aggravate it. East/west style appeals mostly too me, but I don’t like too much structure. I do own a couple of hobos, but I don’t use them often because I feel like they are just black holes.
Here is my list of my 5 favorite handbags and why.
1. Michael Kors Uptown Astor. My favorite handbag ever. I own this in Vanilla with gold studs. I also own a neon pink one trimmed in black with silver studs. I feel so glamorous and rock star all at the same time. It’s big enough to hold a magazine. Yet, I don’t overfill it and kill my back and shoulders. The only drawback is that it’s a true handbag. I can’t put it on my shoulders.
2. Coach Limited Edition Patchwork Tote. The first handbag that I bought without worrying about the price. I had just received my hard earned bonus from work, and I coveted that bag for months. And, I got the last one. On top of that, it had animal print. I am a sucker for anything with animal print. It is what I would call the perfect tote. I carried it everyday for three months. The longest I’ve ever carried a handbag.
3. Marc Jacobs Multi-Pocket Bag. I fell for this handbag hard as soon as it came out. I couldn’t afford it at all. Period. End of discussion. It was $895. American dollars. Not even on eBay could I find one that I could afford. Then fakes flooded the market, and I forgot all about it. About a month ago, I did my daily eBay troll and found a light, mint green one. It had a low starting price, and I bid. And I won. With shipping, it came to $62. I was delighted and couldn’t believe my luck. Usually, with a bag like this, the seller will end the auction early, and repost it at a higher price. One of my dream bags was mine, and I waited on pins and needles until it came. Then I remembered, I had a black one. I didn’t wear it that often because for some reason, I am not into black handbags.
4. Luella Bartley Giselle. What can I say? This was another bag that I wanted that was out of my price range. Remember, I said that I had champagne tastes and beer money. This was another very, very expensive bag that I couldn’t find on eBay at all. Of course, I found plenty of Luella Bartley for Target, but that’s not what I wanted. So, again like the MJ bag, I forgot about it. Well, on Tuesday, I walk into my favorite resale shop, and there it was. I picked it up and paid for it and my son’s shoes. I didn’t need to look at anything else, and I wore it today. It is totally impractical for my life and inconvenient to get in and out of, but I love it. I feel so girly and feminine which is pretty much my style.
Now, every girl can dream, can’t she? If I ever earn enough money to afford my champagne dreams, these are the bags that I would buy:
1. Classic Chanel Flap Bag. What woman doesn’t covet that quilted handbag by fashionista extraordinaire, CoCo Chanel? I have been wanting this bag since I was a teenager and bought my first fashion magazine. Little did I know that the handbag costs upwards of $2000-more if you want the big one like I do. This is the only bag that I would buy in black and actually use it.
“A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous”
2. Hermes Birkin Bag. This is just a given. Yes, they are heavy and cumbersome, but I’m willing to take the risk. This bag just oozes luxury, sophistication, and wealth. I’ll take one in pink, please.
3. Marc Jacobs Stam. When I got my bonus, I had designs on buying one of these. However, $1300 was even a bit much with money that I could spend anyway that I wanted. This bag really appeals to my style-feminine and girly.
And, I’ll take either one.
That’s it for me. Pictures of my favorite bags and my dream bags. Next up, my new obsession with sunglasses. You wouldn’t believe what I have and the deals that I have gotten.