Bag Karma: Part Two

Photo from google: Modalu 'heart'.


Is this lame creating a whole second chapter on my 'bag karma' do not stress I shall not be making this a regular feature. Its only I've recently come to realise the attraction and fuss often made over bags by other girls (and lets be frank: fellas too). Many girlie girl pals have happily discussed and debated the subject of bags with utter admiration, that (until) now I failed too really fully understand and acknowledge. Don't mistake me. Of course I found certain bags pretty, but I would not very often feel compelled to be greedy (harsh descriptive word!) and clear out an whole entire shop. This realisation is similar to discovery your sexuality for the first time: god I've got it bad for bags! Help me, please I beg of you my fellow fashion blogger's this is not healthy. As I cannot for the life of me take my mind of the 'b' word. Suddenly everywhere I turn my eyes set their (poorly) sight on BAGS! My heart has skipped a beat over the Modalu very suited, heart shaped bag complete with tassels in a fantastic tomato red, love! Oh did I mention its also complete with tassels, touch of hippy chic. It was love at first sight with this Modalu shoulder bag I tells you....

I bust out of work (early, whoop whoop) and was casually strolling with a pal I was pretending to listen to him explaining the ins and outs of skateboards and bass guitars (nope, he is not 17yrs old. Though often I ponder). As he goes into deep detail about wheels (oh joy) and ramps (I now know how their structured, which is thrilling) I try in vain to turn the conversation around. In one ear and out the other it goes. So whats a girl to do? I begin absorbing the window displays of many shops, in my head giving items marks out of 10 (anyone else do this?). Than I briefly catch a sentence my friend was spitting out, " Your so cool you don't even know it, you have bloody great taste in 'tunes' (music, sorry do not mean to be patronising) and you listen to everything I have to say, your girlie yet at the same time not (*thanks for the insult and complement?) oh hey can I borrow your Kings of Leon CD, mines fucked and scratched. I want the one with 'rodeo' cheers sweet heart", my vague lazy reply "erm...yeah, yeah 'course go for it!"Unknown to him I had just spotted the heart shaped, chain bag, my world had come to a halt a complete stand still, "Listen I've got to go love, and pop in here I might be a while so you best go. Unless you want to get in touch with your feminine side? I'll see you when I see you, bye"...Not impressed with my blatant cut off line, he obviously adapted to some 'selective hearing' . As he would not let me have my moment with this Modalu bag, "Want to go on the pier, its nice and sunny today"..."No. No I don't its too cold for the sea front and um...I've seem to of misplaced my gloves. I'll burn that CD for you, have a good weekend.And don't get too stoned. Bye now, see you!" Off I go...

Photo:Lanvin 'happy' bag.

Come on though, cruel to be kind right? No, ok, ok it was mean of me! However not one to do regret, I was ecstatic and extremely pleased with my decision to reject the bloody, freezing cold pier suggestion soon as I strolled down the bag section of some upper crust boutique. Greeted with frowns and being stalked by security a shop assistant walks over, "excuse me can I help you with anything?" Others words: 'you do not obtain a limitless platinum plastic. Get out'.
"I'm good thanks, just looking not buying" (well not yet anyway). The assistant hassles some other 'shifty' customer. While I continue my bag adventure, ooh so many bags, so many style, too many colours. Three hours later this bubblegum pink coloured bag seduces me, I feel compelled to pick up, touch, feel, open and explore: 'Wow small yet generous size inside, could cram the contents of my life in this easy'. Damn why? Why did I have to be in such a rush to purchase the bag on eBay!? Perhaps this is in a sale? Perhaps I could save up for it, and once again sacrifice food (and cds?)...I'll go and investigate the price tag situation, "Hey this bag, how much for it do you know at all?" ('Duh this is their job description, there for they do know these things). As predicted the shop assistant responds fast to my question, "£884 for that Lanvin partage bag"..."Right rain check for moi, thanks for your help. Such a shame its uplifting that darling of a bag isn't it?". Feeling like a plonker the assistant 'amy' looks straight at me appearing both amused and baffled by me, "Yes it is nick named or actually called 'happy'." Embarrasment, should I of know and been aware of this fact? Now I'm simply intimidated by a bloody bubblegum bag! "Right, oh is it? Guess that's due to the colour of it isn't it?" (*Note to self stop asking questions, your digging an even larger 'social awkwardness' hole here). Bemused she were, "Whatever I don't know I didn't design it." Time to leave with my head down and without the Lanvin 'happy' bag once again was this a case of bad karma (for rejecting and basically informing my friend to go off?) I'm sure Primark have a similar one or there is always eBay (again).

Do not adjust your screen: this photo is indeed side ways.

Yep kid you not...I actually done a complicated and detailed long old search on eBay. This time round I entered useless non-exact descriptive words such as: 'cheerful bags' 'happy bags' 'yummy bags' and by far the most mixed up bunch of nonsense descriptive 'search item by' word: 'circus dotty sort of small shoulder bag-thingy'. TA DAAA! Ebay only goes and conjures a 10 page result of superb, off the beat bags. I'm not complaining either! As this super, patch work style clasp shoulder bag (above) appeared on page 7, for me it beats the Lanvin partage one by far:I've decided to decline this find, I don't need it and it won't benefit me with my new found bag addiction. Its got to be a silly little phase surely I'll grow out of it... Reassurance needed, please that this is a phase!?