Sooo Christmas came, and my husband got me the coral walk of fame (large version). I was completely shocked because he told me he returned it because his sister ruined the suprise and it was the wrong color anyway. So in my screaming and bag hugging he told me this insane story. He initially went in to Saks to buy the bag and the coral had not come in yet, so he had the black one shipped to his sister in CT which is about a 2 1/2 hour drive from us. He had spoken with Jonathan in Saks NYC to call him as soon as he could get the coral one. Well, Jonathan called my husband in the middle of the work day and said to come in because ONE coral came in and it was in demand. My husband had to send a messenger up to CT to get the bag and bring it to Queens to his parent's house because he couldn't leave work (he in on the floor of the NYSE so he can't leave until end of trading). So after work he hiked it to Queens, went to his parent's house, picked up the bag, turned back around, got back on the train and headed back to Saks to get the bag. Than he had to get back on the express bus back to Staten Island before I got home from my niece's recital. This entire time I thought he was out with a customer. Long story short-two trips to Saks, one messenger service, 2 train rides (about 40 minutes each way) 4 blocks walked, one bus ride (about 40 minutes) and than a walk to our house from the bus stop while carrying a Chanel box he got my bag. I am greatful that I have such a wonderful husband. He really did shock me and I am suprised he did it all on his own.