Now, anyone who knows me is aware of my absolute passion-obsession-fetish with shoes. So resisting them due to the dance of “to-pay or not-to-pay” big bucks is always a battle with my wallet.
Of course, that means my high appreciation for handbags are even more important since shoes are my primary objective in getting noticed and nothing, I mean NOTHING, says about shoes what a handbag can.
Even so, Vicki Batman taught me there is more to know about handbags than the clutch and purse distinctions.
She taught me that for every occasion exists an appropriate handbag to wear it to and whereas I have always created occasions for my shoes just so I could wear them, there is a particular handbag I found in Florence, Italy that rivals my shoe collection.
Of course, I’m in Florence, right? Matching shoes, or in this case, ankle booties, were on prominent display front and center.
It was love at first sight. *sigh*
Of course, all of this was not cheap but anyone with a passion of such things will have occasional guilty indulgences and ordinarily I would never spend on a handbag what I pay for shoes at one setting. We did that day.