I've been wanting a "grownup" bag forever now. A bag that isn't either A. a printed canvas tote or B. a darling vintage handbag that's so small it can barely fit my wallet and cellphone inside. I've reached that stage in life where I, gasp, have to carry my computer places for work and I was getting tired of hauling it in an African basket tote.
I've been eyeing this one for a couple of years, ever since I starting stalking the Mulholland website, thanks to J. Peterman. (Mulholland makes the Peterman gladstone, which I've been lusting after nearly my whole natural life and gosh darn, it's gone up another $100 in '09!)
A hearty thanks to the new and improved "vintage" room at Stella Dallas. It was $50. Instead of $500. Brand new. How's that for shameless bragging. That was classless, I'm sorry. A real lady would never tell.
My dear friend Kit says, without a hint of irony, that I'm going to end up getting married to the bag. We're going to grow old together and ride off into the sunset, side by side.
PS- It's kinda scary posting pictures of ones self on a blog. Now y'all know what I look like when I'm not in flapper costume, just my daily New England of undetermined vintage costume.
PPS- Dress look familiar?
PPPS- I have insanely exciting news that will have to wait till next week. Na Na Na Na nana.
Sticks tongue out and wiggles fingers behind ears.
My dear friend Kit says, without a hint of irony, that I'm going to end up getting married to the bag. We're going to grow old together and ride off into the sunset, side by side.
PS- It's kinda scary posting pictures of ones self on a blog. Now y'all know what I look like when I'm not in flapper costume, just my daily New England of undetermined vintage costume.
PPS- Dress look familiar?
PPPS- I have insanely exciting news that will have to wait till next week. Na Na Na Na nana.
Sticks tongue out and wiggles fingers behind ears.
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