Confession: Several of mine do! My white leather Hamptons lunch tote is Bianca. She and I have a very special relationship. She's my reliable, go-to bag that works with almost any outfit, and she was with me through my grandfather's death and subsequent funeral planning. I count on her a lot. My natural slim tote is Celeste. She hasn't been able to get out much because it started raining the week after I got her, and hasn't stopped since. I keep explaining to her that I don't want her gorgeous vintage leather to get all spotty, but she continues to gaze reproachfully at me from her spot on my closet shelf. Krush the tortoise keyfob is attached to her handle to keep her company, but I think they're plotting a coup. My citron/natural slim tote is Fiona. She got compliments from the SAs at the boutique when I went to pick up her sister Celeste. They said that they think she's the only one like her in the whole metropolitan area! And my red patent hobo is Lola. She just came home yesterday, and she's already queening it over all the other bags. That girl has a STRONG personality! Tell me I'm not the only obsessed dork out there naming her bags!!