I was 7 when I started my handbag obsession every time my dad and Step mom went out I would ask them to bring me back a handbag. For every birthday, Christmas, Easter, it was the first thing on my list. I started babysitting at 15 and all my pay went to my obsession back them it was Eitenne Aigner and Oleg Cassini. I blame my grandmother who had a beautiful white leather and a Black alligator Hermés Kelly bags from like the 50s or 60s my uncle got them for her when they were in the army. She only wore them to church on Sundays or on special occasions. Sad to say my cousin received those bags when my grandmother passed and I far as I know there shoved in a closet somewhere, her ideal of a great bag is a leatherette bag for Target she carried for ever. (Can you tell Im a bit bitter?) :evil: When I move out of my parents home I had a handbag collection of around 70 bags