For several months now, I honestly thought I was done. Apart from a couple of SO's, which haven't been picked up yet, I was content with the bags I have. I had the colors and the sizes to see me through my everyday, and even non-everyday, existence. Scarves I've always thought I could never have enough of (and I still think that's true), but as far as bags were concerned, I wanted not. But a while back when by chance I ducked into Hermes to kill time while avoiding a rainshower (as you do), and my SA casually unwrapped this bag before me all asceticism and resolve went right out the window. That was how this 25 sellier kelly was so speedily adopted. Now, I have never considered myself a tiny bag person (although I fell hard for a lizard kelly mini - a wardrobe necessity, I swear!), I've also tried time and again to like fuschia. The girlie part of me wants to like fuschia. And normally I do. Just not in bags. In the past I'd tried my luck with fuschia 32 and 28 chevre kellys, but there was always something wrong - not that they weren't lovely. They were. They just weren't for me. Too bubblegum, perhaps? Or maybe on me, the 28s and 32s in fuschia were still too big for such a bright pop of color. Or maybe I'd just developed an aversion to pink. Until I saw this, and fell in love. It was the first fuschia kelly I'd seen that was the perfect size and the perfect color - and that was because it wasn't fuschia at all. It was Rose Shocking chevre mysore. So here she is once more from this evening before an early drinks. I love how a flash of color adds cheer to a dark office wardrobe.