For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been a bag girl. I won’t pay a cent over $200AU for shoes or clothes, but the sky is the limit (not really, but you know what I mean) for a bag that catches my eyes. My justification has always been that bags are easier to take care of, they don’t touch the floor or get thrown into a washing machine where they can potentially become damaged. Every once and a while I will wipe them down with gentle baby wipes or a damp clean cloth and store them in their dust bags, where they are safe and look good as new. To me they are worth the extra money, they last forever.
image from burberry
However, lately I find myself gravitating towards shoes. I remember a couple years back seeing a gorgeous pair of Chanel booties. And I literally fell in love, but I just could not bring myself to spend that sort of money on an item that will hit the ground everyday and most likely wear out within a matter of months. A part of me still regrets not at least attempting to find the shoes on sale.
Still, I can’t help but lovingly stare at a beautiful pair of heels in a store with my hands and nose pressed up against the window like a kid into a candy store. Dreaming of some day soon venturing into the world of designer shoes.