I actually have a Jane Birkin story..
A friend of mine back in the early 2000's used to run a night in a London club that was all about promoting indie music and bands and unsigned young artistes would go on stage and do a mini gig be-it acoustic or rock.
One evening a Friend of Jane's daughter Charlotte was playing a set and Jane who was in London came to this grungy little club/bar in west London to support her..
Sadly I wasn't there that evening but my friend who knew I loved Hermes phoned me and said "guess what??? I just had to look after Jane Birkin's Birkin!!!!"
It happened that Jane Walked in on the guest list with a hugely overstuffed Birkin and didn't want to carry it around or leave it in the cloakroom so my friend who organised the club and guest list offered to watch it for her.
Now my friend was a tiny little thing..about 4'11 tall and very slender and she said she tried to carry the bag with her and she could barely lift it so she ended up rooted to the spot stood with Janes Birkin between her feet.
My friend (who really was a rock chick and not into designer bags) couldn't believe two things about the bag that she relayed to me on that phone call.
1: the weight of it..(she did say it had things just spilling out of it it was so full)
and 2: the appearance of it.. she mentioned it had backstage passes stuck on it, beads and talismans trailing off the handles.
This was in the days before instagram and people recording everything on their mobile phones.
But I still regret to this day that I am unable to say that I too held Jane Birkin's Birkin.