I think, maybe never enough, but for different reasons.
We are women (mostly, and a few chic men!) and so we will grow, and evolve. As we get older, we may find ourselves gravitating towards a new colour, a new leather, a new style one that has taken on meaning for us.
My mother has adored purple her whole life, so I have had an aversion to it, content to allow her to hoard all nature of that colour! But as I've matured, soft violet and lavendar truly speak to me. I find myself holding leathers in that colour, and thinking "hey, not so bad". I have also loved slouchy, soft bags as long as I can remember but I will lose myself staring at a structured for Kelly for ages. And materials like suede have always entranced me, with a gentle hand. But currently, I am finding myself obsessed with epsom and chevre. The stiffest leathers around!
So while I would like to say, I am done, stick a fork in me (but keep it away from my H bags!) I know better. I am not the same woman I was 5 years ago. Oh it's still me, but my tastes has evolved, gone sideways, and occasionally regressed. So my bags from 5 years ago, and my bags from 5 years forward may be from different worlds, almost different eras of my life.
And thats okay! I am not aggressively acquiring, but I keep both eyes open. Wouldn't wanna miss anything. Life moves too quick, and I need my bag to keep up