I got paid for three jobs this week, and I'd decided with one set of royalties, I was going to splurge and get myself a genuine designer bag without worrying about the money. (Okay, I worried a little bit!) However, working all these jobs this year, I paid for car insurance, BIG cell phone bills for our bajillion children and college tuition. Newsflash: Those aren't fun bills and I decided after my family went to Japan, I was going to splurge on a REAL handbag.
I went to Prada, but nothing jumped out at me. I thought they looked like a more expensive version of the bags I always carry. I went to Louis Vuitton and there were nice bags -- a lot of them -- but I didn't see any that were unique enough for my tastes.
The Cartier was beautiful, but it looked too classy for me. I was also too afraid to go into St. Laurent. So Burberry. I went in and I looked all around. The first thing that caught my eye is that the bags are all the perfect size. They're not too big. They're not too small. I was originally interested in the leather ones with the Burberry plaid on the sides, but when I held it, it just didn't seem like me.
Surprisingly the "Me" one wasn't leather. The leather on it is incredible, as are the finishes. It's also more casual than most high-end bags and I love that. After I bought it, they put it in a special felt bag, then a giant, heavy, gold-embossed box and tied a bow around it. Then, they put that box into a beautiful gold-embossed bag and tied it with a boy (Edit: Bow. Although, a boy would be a bonus to you youngins!) It was just the perfect experience for me, and I'm so happy I finally bit the bullet. I'm too afraid to actually take it out of its pretty box.
I did change my wallet over to match. So at some point...