I guess I'm fickle!
It's horrible. It's the story of my purse life.....bags that I thought I loved, I put on the next week and I'm like "yuck - I have fat arm" or "yuck what was I thinking? this color looks like poo" or "do I really need this particular style in every single solitary color ever known to man?"
No - it's a vicious cycle - one that makes me think I'm going to be a different person, a little happier, a little bit different if I could only have -----(fill in the blank)....the hunt, the purchase, the waiting, and then blomb. It's over and I'm depressed onto the next acquisition which lends me to believe that I have an OCD problem with this whole bag buying thing. If it's not one thing it's another. Before I discovered bags, I was obsessed on children's bedding...yes, children's bedding....not crap bedding...I'm talking Land of Nod and Pottery Barn Kids......
So I went through my handbag collection today and have felt woefully depressed. I'm back into wearing my trusted and lovely Fiore Audra bag - and I can be pretty assured that she will never leave my side. Whenever I'm depressed and I put her on, my heart is happy. I put on a Lucy...a Marcelle....uh....I'm not as sure anymore, but that's because I have them all. I'm parting with a few - but I'm fine with that....:s I think that the bag that truly fits my body to a tee is the Sienna......
So you're not alone....
Bingo. Ditto. Exactly. Only my previous (or rather, OTHER) obsession is yarn. Not just cheap acrylic blends, which I do still buy, but hand dyed Japanese silk blends, organic cottons, various ridiculously expensive imports, etc. We had to buy a shed (complete with loft - my son has often commented if we ran electricity to it he would live in it!) to store it all. My bags then took up the space in the house the yarn previously occupied. And I'm with you on the Audra. I still have two that will never leave my hands. I adore them!
It's horrible. It's the story of my purse life.....bags that I thought I loved, I put on the next week and I'm like "yuck - I have fat arm" or "yuck what was I thinking? this color looks like poo" or "do I really need this particular style in every single solitary color ever known to man?"
No - it's a vicious cycle - one that makes me think I'm going to be a different person, a little happier, a little bit different if I could only have -----(fill in the blank)....the hunt, the purchase, the waiting, and then blomb. It's over and I'm depressed onto the next acquisition which lends me to believe that I have an OCD problem with this whole bag buying thing. If it's not one thing it's another. Before I discovered bags, I was obsessed on children's bedding...yes, children's bedding....not crap bedding...I'm talking Land of Nod and Pottery Barn Kids......
So I went through my handbag collection today and have felt woefully depressed. I'm back into wearing my trusted and lovely Fiore Audra bag - and I can be pretty assured that she will never leave my side. Whenever I'm depressed and I put her on, my heart is happy. I put on a Lucy...a Marcelle....uh....I'm not as sure anymore, but that's because I have them all. I'm parting with a few - but I'm fine with that....:s I think that the bag that truly fits my body to a tee is the Sienna......
So you're not alone....
Now it's handbags and yes, dear Wolfy, you are certainly not alone. I need to put photos on the outside of the sleeper bags so I don't forget who is in there. A couple haven't seen the light of day yet. But the thrill of another on the way makes a cold midwestern day seem more thrilling! It's horrible. It's the story of my purse life.....bags that I thought I loved, I put on the next week and I'm like "yuck - I have fat arm" or "yuck what was I thinking? this color looks like poo" or "do I really need this particular style in every single solitary color ever known to man?"
No - it's a vicious cycle - one that makes me think I'm going to be a different person, a little happier, a little bit different if I could only have -----(fill in the blank)....the hunt, the purchase, the waiting, and then blomb. It's over and I'm depressed onto the next acquisition which lends me to believe that I have an OCD problem with this whole bag buying thing. If it's not one thing it's another. Before I discovered bags, I was obsessed on children's bedding...yes, children's bedding....not crap bedding...I'm talking Land of Nod and Pottery Barn Kids......
So I went through my handbag collection today and have felt woefully depressed. I'm back into wearing my trusted and lovely Fiore Audra bag - and I can be pretty assured that she will never leave my side. Whenever I'm depressed and I put her on, my heart is happy. I put on a Lucy...a Marcelle....uh....I'm not as sure anymore, but that's because I have them all. I'm parting with a few - but I'm fine with that....:s I think that the bag that truly fits my body to a tee is the Sienna......
So you're not alone....
My children too have the most beautiful bedding and quilts on earth! Too funny. My DH says "another quilt" the pile of folded quilts in my 2 year olds room needs to go to Ebay
shewolfy & posk51: I've listed several bags lately. It could very well have been me, though the yarn currently languishing in my store is lower end. The Noro and Colinette always get snapped up quickly. I keep meaning to add some of the higher end stuff. I take it out....sort...and end up putting it right back. It's as bad as with the bags.
