And oh, what a saga it has become. What has been holding me up from writing about Stefano Pilati's lovely Fall collection for YSL? A Miu Miu handbag. Not just any handbag, dear readers. I'm convinced the handbag I have seen is the Devil's Instrument. I have trolled the internet for days--days!--with zero luck. I have typed in every combination of "chocolate brown miu miu slouch leather handbag purse" etc... and ad nauseum and looked up every link and mention until my eyeballs are at the point of bleeding. And why? Because this bag has bewitched me. It is The Perfect Bag, and if you know me, you know that doesn't happen every other day.
Handbags are not something I'm addicted to. Shoes, yes, by the boatloads and when the Revolution comes, I'll be able to hand them out to the barefoot hordes, but not handbags. To me, they are purely functional. Which is why this bag has bedeviled me. I was sitting on the train home, minding my own business when a girl wearing a hoodie, leggings, sneakers and a scowl sat down near me. My own handbag, though beautiful, gorgeous, etc... practically plummeted to the floor in embarrassment after seeing its competition. The bag she was carrying had the perfect amount of slouch, was just big enough without being too big (I hate enormous bags) and she looked like she was guarding it with her life, her hands clutching it protectively, probably to safeguard it from the likes of me.
I stared and stared at that bag, memorizing its chocolatey-brown richness, the soft, smooth leather, the way it fit perfectly into her lap, and then, when she got up, how it had three (three!!!!) straps, all made of leather, and the longest just long enough to go across her body, but not too long (no messenger-style hanging bag near the knees). I purse-stalked this girl long enough to read the logo, barely visible, at the bottom of her bag. Miu Miu. Curse you, Miuccia Prada!!!!
Sigh. The bag looks sorta like this:
http://www.net-a-porter.com/product/19860
Except not black, and the hardware was not brass, and it didn't have buckles and the longer strap was leather, not nylon.
Oh, well. I'm sure I couldn't afford The Perfect Handbag even if I wanted to, but at the very least, can I not have some sort of resolution? If nothing else, I'd like to know what season it's from and what it's called. That way, 20 years from now, I can tell my kids about the magic handbag that stole their mother's sight. I only have eyes for Miu Miu at the moment and that's all there is to it.
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