handbag, oh handbag...

second perhaps to the amount of love and joy i feel for the shoe, is the love and joy i feel for the perfect bag. like the shoe, i feel there is not necessarily a limit to how many a lady should or can own. (although i do try to hold fast to my rule. if i buy a new one (or pair as the case may be) i must delete one from my closet. this could be a donation to goodwill, a consignment store dealie or a gift to a friend...keepin it real people)

there are bags that are cute, there are bags that are useful. but the only ones i want are the ones that make me feel kind of oogly inside. i have bought one bag out of necessity recently, to "match" things to go to a wedding, and it kind of annoyed me, even though i do like the bag. i have bought totes, to lug around the crap that every girl seems to accumulate, but that too annoys me. basically i've been carrying the same bag in one of 3 colors for the last 5 years. i love them, they're gorgeous bags that i will have forever, but i felt like something new needed to happen...

and then - there was this little beauty on the left... i saw it in a few magazines, the love crept in, it grew, and i began the hunt. it's made by J.J. Winters. it's gorgeous leather and perfectly boho, which floats my little boat just right. their site does not sell, so a good bit of interweb scouring later, i had located it, 30% off for a 4th of July sale at a little boutique-y site ivyblue. God bless America, even though i'm British, i still feel the love.