Saturday, December 31, 2005
It's my obsession.
And I don't really know why.
It's a complete mystery to me.
It combines so many things I don't even like. I mean, I've never liked Coach bags. And I hate logos. And metallic leather? Sucks. And patchwork--I see the term "patchwork" and unless the term is followed immediately by the term "quilt," or "Lilly Pulitzer," I immediately have a vision of those truly ugly retina-destroying enfattening patchwork madras shorts sold by L. L. Bean and worn by grandmothers in Wellesley, Massachusetts.
So--all these fashion trends I don't even like? What could be more perfect and throw-away, over-the-top chic than to combine them into a rich and strange accessory burgoo? Dare I use the term "post-modern?"
Oh GOD, I hate how I'm over-intellectualizing this.
Anyway. I spotted some woman carrying it not long ago. I realized who the maker was right away--duh, it's Coach--and I started searching for it idly one night when I was on line.
Uh oh. It's a limited edition. And? It's SOLD OUT IN STORES.
It will be mine. Oh yes. It will be mine.