That you found the love of your life? Or the most current one, anyway. And you know I'm not talking about anything else but that beauty you've got sitting on the desk, or hanging from your chair, or carefully placed on the floor. A few months ago I was lunching at one of my favorite cafes, and watching the foot traffic pass by through the large windows. I saw two women meet in front of the cafe, and as I was daydreaming, it suddenly sunk in. The bag one woman had slung over her shoulder was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. I made careful mental note of its characteristics, style, color ... the situation was such that I could not rush out of the cafe and accost the woman before she left. As soon as I got home that evening I started my 'hunt'. I think I started with eBay ... and Google-ing ... and I think that led me to the Purse Forum ... and back again ... and then I found it - a Hayden-Harnett Hudson Hobo in vachetta. That was the bag! I was ecstatic, both for having the ability to have recognized what it was made with and for knowing my 'net to find it! Then, I was broken-hearted. While that bag was a beauty, it was too large for me - so I thought I'd check on eBay and see if there were any bags by this Hayden-Harnett business. There was one... a saddle Inka ... and I thought I'd take a chance. Good feedback, photos were good, size seemed about right. A week or so later she was with me, and my love affair began. Background: I don't (didn't) do colors. Black was my choice, always. I was a Coach, Hobo International, and Perlina kinda gal. Had even delved into Latico. ALWAYS leather, nothing else. And no ungodly amounts of money, either - don't know what I haven't been corrupted there, too - . Now, I'm all about color, all about washed/distressed leather, as long as it's got organizational pockets and hidey-holes and places to put things. I cannot believe that I was "corrupted" so easily! What's your story? Do you remember the day you found her? Do tell! P.S. - this new love of mine led me here - which led me to Anna Corinna - which led me to the wonders of having a world of women who are as handbag-nuts as me!