I did the do! Woot woot! I finally brought home my new baby B, months before my birthday!
Gris Pantin was supposed to be my “second best” option, but boy oh boy, did it deliver (or rather, my amazing store director did)!
I'll admit, I was nervous before picking it up. What if I didn’t love it after all? What if I cannot move on from my Bleu Lin obsession? But the moment I saw her, all of that melted away. She has that quiet, gentle, steady look about her... and somehow, deeply right. I even teared up a little.
I wanted to share this so you can understand my mad quest. It wasn’t really about the bag itself. It was about what it represents. Last year, I nearly died from an illness. Post-recovery, I felt like I had lost all sense of joy. Nothing excited me: not bags, not scarves, not books, not even life itself. I felt lifeless for months.
Also, this is my first meaningful purchase since striking out on my own in January last year, something I wasn’t sure I could do. Holding my new baby reminded me that I
made it! I survived, I’m independent, and I can feel joy again, even in the small “silly” things that once made me smile.
The greatest lesson for me? We don’t always get the exact thing we dream of, but if we stay open, sometimes second best turns out to be exactly what we needed.
Gris Pantin may not be Bleu Lin, but it is perfect for this moment in my life - and I'm even more stoked that the stamp is K (my initial)! Oh, thank you so much
@carlinha for your gentle nudging! And thank you everyone for making this forum a safe place to share my silly moment of happiness!
Here are photos of my baby with different twillys (I'm team-twilly especially for my light-coloured bags).
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