I am not buying any Coach bags for awhile but that does not mean I have stopped looking. Tonight I was trudging through a skyway on my way to the bus stop when a young woman passed me by and on her shoulder was a beautiful whiskey Ali which had aged to a stunning carmel y color. I did not notice any tears, or wearing of the corners. It was stunning! I cannot help myself, when I see a well loved Coach I always feel a little lift. I like the slouches, the slight fading, the tossed around a bit look. The softness of age. These are more than just bags, these are part of someone.