2023 Resolution: Shopping my Own Bags and SLG Collection

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A long standing tradition in this thread is to remind ourselves of how wonderful our own collections are by showcasing them. We can see how far we have come, collection wise, and we reminded that we have all (or most of) what we need making it easier to shop our own closets.



• New theme weeks start each Sunday

• Don’t jump ahead but, if you miss a week, please do show your bags “late”.

• Show bags individually or in a group

• You do NOT have to wear the bags that week

• For added fun, show old pictures from previous years to demonstrate how you have curated it over time.

• This is completely voluntary. There is no pressure to post at any time.





So what are the showcases? In the Fall, we group our bags by makers! Feel free to show bags, small leather goods, or however it is easiest to organize!

August 13 - Balenciaga, Bottega Veneta

August 20 - Burberry, Celine

August 27 - Coach, Chanel

September 3 - Chloe, Dior

September 10 - Dooney & Bourke, Fendi

September 17 - Ferragamo, Givenchy

September 24 - Goyard, Gucci

October 1 - Hermes, Kate Spade

October 8 - Loewe, Longchamp

October 15 - Louis Vuitton, Marc Jacobs

October 22 - Michael Kors, Miu Miu

October 29 - Mulberry, Prada

November 5 - Proenza Schouler, Rebecca Minkoff

November 12 - Saint Laurent, Tods

November 19 - Tory Burch, Valentino

November 26 - Bags by Jewelers: Bulgari, Cartier, Tiffany Co, Van Cleef & Arpels. Alternatively, the pillboxes, compacts and other lovelies made by jewelers that fit in your bag.

December 3 - independent artisans and custom bags.
 
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Let´s get back to nicer things: Paris

The more I think about our week there, the more of the nice moments come back to me.
And I certainly have learned something:
1) Forget instagram! The pictures of Paris holidays it feeds you have nothing to do with the reality- at least not for normal people like us who for example stay in a budget hotel. I´ve known that before, but always have to remind myself of the fact!
2) Don´t overpack! It doesn´t make sense to plan for ages and pack a ton of pretty clothes- when the weather isn´t nice and you don´t get to go to nice places you won´t need them! I spent the whole week in jeans, black t-shirts, ballet flats or white sneakers and a black mens suit jacket. (Sneakers and jacket I both bought on the first day from the Emmaus charity shop around the corner from the hotel) The only item of vintage I got to wear was my leopard rain coat...
Still the simple outfit felt right and looked right. In combination with my lovely Dior Lady Perla it was totally suitable.
3) You don´t have to dye your hair to go to Paris! I didn´t and felt awkward, but only for a few hours until I took a neighbourhood walk and checked the Emmaus shop. To my huge surprise several women complimented me on the natural look.
4) The small moments are so prescious: meeting a friend who was leaving the city for good on the next day for a few minutes and wishing him luck, stepping out of the Metro and experience DS´s joy seeing the Tour Montparnase, digging through the 1€ bins at a Freep Star and finding something nice- and later DS asking me to go back for another look. We did and he found a stunning velvet coat! ... being treated really nice at the YSL at the Galeries Lafayette and hugging a stunning bag while the lovely SA enjoyed my joy.
 
What an unexpected tragedy. I am so sorry for your loss and for that of your children. I am glad that you were there for them. Hugs
Thank you! I´m really glad I were there, too.
We had just arrived and I had started unpacking when my DD´s boy-friend told me what had happened maybe a couple of hours ago and asked me to please accompany him to the house where they all were standing outside, shell shocked and waiting for the police ordeal of a sudden death case to unfold. My poor older DS had found his Dad dead in his bed.
 
Let´s get back to nicer things: Paris

The more I think about our week there, the more of the nice moments come back to me.
And I certainly have learned something:
1) Forget instagram! The pictures of Paris holidays it feeds you have nothing to do with the reality- at least not for normal people like us who for example stay in a budget hotel. I´ve known that before, but always have to remind myself of the fact!
2) Don´t overpack! It doesn´t make sense to plan for ages and pack a ton of pretty clothes- when the weather isn´t nice and you don´t get to go to nice places you won´t need them! I spent the whole week in jeans, black t-shirts, ballet flats or white sneakers and a black mens suit jacket. (Sneakers and jacket I both bought on the first day from the Emmaus charity shop around the corner from the hotel) The only item of vintage I got to wear was my leopard rain coat...
Still the simple outfit felt right and looked right. In combination with my lovely Dior Lady Perla it was totally suitable.
3) You don´t have to dye your hair to go to Paris! I didn´t and felt awkward, but only for a few hours until I took a neighbourhood walk and checked the Emmaus shop. To my huge surprise several women complimented me on the natural look.
4) The small moments are so prescious: meeting a friend who was leaving the city for good on the next day for a few minutes and wishing him luck, stepping out of the Metro and experience DS´s joy seeing the Tour Montparnase, digging through the 1€ bins at a Freep Star and finding something nice- and later DS asking me to go back for another look. We did and he found a stunning velvet coat! ... being treated really nice at the YSL at the Galeries Lafayette and hugging a stunning bag while the lovely SA enjoyed my joy.
I think you are extremely chic and very Parisian. I’m thinking about your hair specifically, but I find your way of curating and editing your look perfect. :)

ETA: I wear a black t shirt and cargos throughout Paris (bc I eat too much and find jeans a bit restricting)
 
Thank you all for the kind words! They feel like a huge hug and are very nice to experience.
I´m slowly resurfacing.



Paris didn´t fulfil most of my expectations, but it was still ok. After our week there we had planned to spend another week with my grown up children and enjoy "civilization" in the Düsseldorf area.
The very day we arrived my ex-husband totally unexpectedly died at 58. My children were devastated. Everything changed within a second.
I was shell shocked too and so sad, mainly for my children. Poor DS didn´t know what to feel. He never had much to do with my ex, but his siblings´sadness and helplessness made him very sad and uncomfortable.

DH fled the scene after a day. We were all camping in my parents´house together (my eldest DD lives in the downstairs with her boy-friend and had her brother on the couch, my youngest daughter got the couch in the small upstairs flat I still have in the house) and he felt suffocated.
I stayed until after the funeral, trying to be helpful by doing the hands on stuff like cleaning and sorting and by simpy being present.

Everything will change for my children now. Two of them were still living with their dad. They are now back in the house and fighting the ghosts while the eldest is deep into paperwork and trying to teach her brother and younger sister how living on their own will work.
I'm so sorry.
 
Thank you all for the kind words! They feel like a huge hug and are very nice to experience.
I´m slowly resurfacing.



Paris didn´t fulfil most of my expectations, but it was still ok. After our week there we had planned to spend another week with my grown up children and enjoy "civilization" in the Düsseldorf area.
The very day we arrived my ex-husband totally unexpectedly died at 58. My children were devastated. Everything changed within a second.
I was shell shocked too and so sad, mainly for my children. Poor DS didn´t know what to feel. He never had much to do with my ex, but his siblings´sadness and helplessness made him very sad and uncomfortable.

DH fled the scene after a day. We were all camping in my parents´house together (my eldest DD lives in the downstairs with her boy-friend and had her brother on the couch, my youngest daughter got the couch in the small upstairs flat I still have in the house) and he felt suffocated.
I stayed until after the funeral, trying to be helpful by doing the hands on stuff like cleaning and sorting and by simpy being present.

Everything will change for my children now. Two of them were still living with their dad. They are now back in the house and fighting the ghosts while the eldest is deep into paperwork and trying to teach her brother and younger sister how living on their own will work.
Oh no, I’m so sorry.
 
Thank you all for the kind words! They feel like a huge hug and are very nice to experience.
I´m slowly resurfacing.



Paris didn´t fulfil most of my expectations, but it was still ok. After our week there we had planned to spend another week with my grown up children and enjoy "civilization" in the Düsseldorf area.
The very day we arrived my ex-husband totally unexpectedly died at 58. My children were devastated. Everything changed within a second.
I was shell shocked too and so sad, mainly for my children. Poor DS didn´t know what to feel. He never had much to do with my ex, but his siblings´sadness and helplessness made him very sad and uncomfortable.

DH fled the scene after a day. We were all camping in my parents´house together (my eldest DD lives in the downstairs with her boy-friend and had her brother on the couch, my youngest daughter got the couch in the small upstairs flat I still have in the house) and he felt suffocated.
I stayed until after the funeral, trying to be helpful by doing the hands on stuff like cleaning and sorting and by simpy being present.

Everything will change for my children now. Two of them were still living with their dad. They are now back in the house and fighting the ghosts while the eldest is deep into paperwork and trying to teach her brother and younger sister how living on their own will work.

Oh, wow, such big news. I am so, so sorry, for all of you :hugs:
 
Thank you! I´m really glad I were there, too.
We had just arrived and I had started unpacking when my DD´s boy-friend told me what had happened maybe a couple of hours ago and asked me to please accompany him to the house where they all were standing outside, shell shocked and waiting for the police ordeal of a sudden death case to unfold. My poor older DS had found his Dad dead in his bed.
What an emotional rollercoaster. I am so sorry for your and their loss.
 
Thank you all for the kind words! They feel like a huge hug and are very nice to experience.
I´m slowly resurfacing.



Paris didn´t fulfil most of my expectations, but it was still ok. After our week there we had planned to spend another week with my grown up children and enjoy "civilization" in the Düsseldorf area.
The very day we arrived my ex-husband totally unexpectedly died at 58. My children were devastated. Everything changed within a second.
I was shell shocked too and so sad, mainly for my children. Poor DS didn´t know what to feel. He never had much to do with my ex, but his siblings´sadness and helplessness made him very sad and uncomfortable.

DH fled the scene after a day. We were all camping in my parents´house together (my eldest DD lives in the downstairs with her boy-friend and had her brother on the couch, my youngest daughter got the couch in the small upstairs flat I still have in the house) and he felt suffocated.
I stayed until after the funeral, trying to be helpful by doing the hands on stuff like cleaning and sorting and by simpy being present.

Everything will change for my children now. Two of them were still living with their dad. They are now back in the house and fighting the ghosts while the eldest is deep into paperwork and trying to teach her brother and younger sister how living on their own will work.
So sorry for you and your children, dear @cowgirlsboots. Sending you a big hug.
 
My dishwasher is also on the blink. I keep thinking every wash is going to be its last. But I can’t get excited about buying a new one. I did some measuring and had a quick look a few weeks ago, but ran out of enthusiasm. Meanwhile it limps along. It’s one of those jobs that’ll happen when my hand is forced :lol:
Gloves are lovely, what else can you buy that’s hand sewn, made of tactile luxury materials in loads of colours, that doesn’t cost a fortune?!
Every dishwasher repair guy I’ve ever met on a service call recommends buying an American brand. I have had Bosch (I don’t really recommend) and Miele
 
Every dishwasher repair guy I’ve ever met on a service call recommends buying an American brand. I have had Bosch (I don’t really recommend) and Miele
I have a Bosch washing machine atm which I’m not impressed with at all so I’m with you there. I’m in the uk so when I get round to doing something about the dw it’ll be a European brand :smile:
 
Thank you all for the kind words! They feel like a huge hug and are very nice to experience.
I´m slowly resurfacing.



Paris didn´t fulfil most of my expectations, but it was still ok. After our week there we had planned to spend another week with my grown up children and enjoy "civilization" in the Düsseldorf area.
The very day we arrived my ex-husband totally unexpectedly died at 58. My children were devastated. Everything changed within a second.
I was shell shocked too and so sad, mainly for my children. Poor DS didn´t know what to feel. He never had much to do with my ex, but his siblings´sadness and helplessness made him very sad and uncomfortable.

DH fled the scene after a day. We were all camping in my parents´house together (my eldest DD lives in the downstairs with her boy-friend and had her brother on the couch, my youngest daughter got the couch in the small upstairs flat I still have in the house) and he felt suffocated.
I stayed until after the funeral, trying to be helpful by doing the hands on stuff like cleaning and sorting and by simpy being present.

Everything will change for my children now. Two of them were still living with their dad. They are now back in the house and fighting the ghosts while the eldest is deep into paperwork and trying to teach her brother and younger sister how living on their own will work.
My thoughts are with your and your children, and I am deeply sorry for your loss.
 
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