Here is my new baby fresh from the Alaska store. I was looking for something red in 30cm, preferably very stiff/structured. I had originally went in on Thursday and saw a gorgeous Vermillion 30cm Birkin in Epsom but it was snatched up by someone else, so I mentioned to HG's guy what I was looking for and he told me to come back a little later.
I came back with Grands Fonds & met CXYVR there. We meet him downstairs and sure enough he pulls out a gorgeous Rouge Garance 30cm in Epsom with gold hardware. It took me about 2 seconds to say I'll take it. This is where the story gets good....
So I had the bag shipped to my parent's house because no one would be at my house for that next week since I was flying to Florida. I called my Dad two days in a row and said, "I bought a bag for myself from H, please hold it for me til I get home." He said, "no problem."
Three days later, I get an excited call from my mother, "Oh my g-d, oh my g-d Thank you!!!!!!! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO do that!!!!"
I had to break my poor mom's heart and tell her that it wasn't for her. And she cried. oy. As much as I love my mother, she completely destroys handbags (exploding pens, spilled make up) and a Birkin would be the last bag I would get her, though I do have something planned for her eventually.
Anyway, she finally made her way back home:
I came back with Grands Fonds & met CXYVR there. We meet him downstairs and sure enough he pulls out a gorgeous Rouge Garance 30cm in Epsom with gold hardware. It took me about 2 seconds to say I'll take it. This is where the story gets good....
So I had the bag shipped to my parent's house because no one would be at my house for that next week since I was flying to Florida. I called my Dad two days in a row and said, "I bought a bag for myself from H, please hold it for me til I get home." He said, "no problem."
Three days later, I get an excited call from my mother, "Oh my g-d, oh my g-d Thank you!!!!!!! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO do that!!!!"
I had to break my poor mom's heart and tell her that it wasn't for her. And she cried. oy. As much as I love my mother, she completely destroys handbags (exploding pens, spilled make up) and a Birkin would be the last bag I would get her, though I do have something planned for her eventually.
Anyway, she finally made her way back home: