I have never been especially taken by handbags, I like them but I don't go gaga over them like some women. My favourite bag has become a little elderly in the strap department so has been retired. My standby bag is far newer but has really suffered, again in the strap, it's even fallen apart in some areas. I started taking my Sindy vanity bag out but the strap, again, is showing signs of age, so I'm a little worried about taking it out and about now.
I was bagless.
The hunt began for a replacement.
I knew what I wanted, so set out to find it. Not so easy mind you, when I had a strict budget in mind and some of what I'm after cost upwards of £200. Take a zero off and that was my budget on the nose. I knew the charity shops in town would turn up nothing as all their bags are teeny tiny little evening bags with chain straps or rucksack style bags; a reflection on the town in general. I started my search on line for a 'Kelly' style handbag and found a mock croc one I really liked but it had a little strap damage. It had been mended but I was worried that the mend it had sustained would hinder its use as an everyday bag so messaged the seller who to date hasn't got back to me.
Disappointed, I started my search again, and after an age searching overpriced on-line vintage stores, I struck gold. I was absolutely smitten. It was elegant, 1950's and patent leather in a divine caramel colour and far superior to the mock croc one. After five minutes of dithering over the cost, as although it was my budget, I still had to pay postage but I was so taken with it that I took the plunge. But, due to my banks recent system troubles, my payment wouldn't go through! Perfect bag, only one available, surely someone else would be as smitten as I was, so I fretted for a while then messaged the seller asking if she would hold it for me to which she happily did (she was really lovely). Thankfully I didn't have to wait the twenty four hours she was willing to hold it, I managed to get the payment through in a couple of hours.
I was hoping it would come today but there were just a few Christmas cards, so I was a little crestfallen. About an hour later however, Andy came home especially to drop it off. I was so excited I was quite giddy. It was wonderfully packaged, keeping it lovely and safe and I found myself almost hopping round the room doing a little dance between unwrapping layers, it was like my birthday and Christmas rolled in to one!
And without further ado, my new bag. Beautiful isn't she? I used the seller picture as I can't photograph it and do it justice, it's such a beautiful colour, almost edible. I am in absolute awe of this bag and feel so lucky to be the new owner.