Twiggers,
My love affair with Hermes began when I was 6 yrs. old and my mother (who is French) bought a brown box Constance (with gold hardware) in 1970 and she showed my sister and I how soft the inside of the purse was. She also wore Hermes scarves almost everyday (and still does!) However, my love affair should really be termed "passion" because of the what happened later that same summer, the story which I posted in this forum in September but I copied below so you don't have to search all over! (I apologize to all who have read it before
) I was also able to instill the passion in my late husband who became an Hermes addict (especially ties!) And now our 13year old is an Hermes lover who regularly steals my Twillies.....so beware the addiction clearly becomes genetic!!!!!!!!!!
"How I saved an Hermes purse"
When I was six, my mother bought her second Hermes purse-a beautiful brown Constance purchased at the Hermes store in Geneva. My sister and I were in awe of this new acquisition especially since my mother would let us carefully touch the inside which was soooo soft.
A few days after she bought it, she left us in my uncle's car right outside the post office so she could mail a letter (it was 1970.) While she was gone an old man drove by and looked in our car and I just knew that something bad was going to happen. My sister and I tried to lock the doors but we couldn't figure out where the locks were because we usually rode in my mom's Jaguar XKE which had totally different locks.
Well, he did get in our car and the first thing he did was reach for the Constance bag. He looked at us and said, "Don't tell your mother." Little did he know that Hermes fanatics come in all shapes, sizes and
AGES. I reached around him to honk the horn and started screaming my head off which fortunately brought the gendarmes and my mother and the whole incident ended happily with the bad guy going off to jail and my mom's precious Constance bag saved!!
Moral: Don't mess with an Hermes purse lover no matter how young they are