via French Vogue
a reader's comment the other day about her beloved Hermes birkin got me thinking – what happens when you finally get your holy grail?
a funny little essay by Ariel Levy in The New Yorker a few months ago noted the new-ish trend of guys buying super expensive women's handbags. i found this passage to be more interesting:
"At the office, Dziadul kept [the Birkin] under his desk, on top of a copy of a magazine called Just for Canadian Dentists, which had published an article about Adler. At home, in Hoboken, he had been sitting next to it on his sofa. 'I don't live a Birkin life style,' Dziadul said. 'I don't feel guilty, but sometimes I do think of what that money could have bought...But in the end, it's this.' He petted the Birkin as if it were a puppy."it seems to me a combination of contradictory impulses – the mundane clashing with the rarefied. can't you have both?
via The New Yorker
the guy in the article isn't the only one who struggles with practical luxury. (just take a look at any of the threads on Purse Forum!) in my case, a few years ago, after a lengthy period of saving up, i finally bought a vintage lambskin Chanel flap bag. after a month or so, i realized that i couldn't use it at all normally. it was becoming a burden to tote around with the utmost care, so i took this as a sign that it just wasn't right for my lifestyle and promptly sold it.
so i'm curious, dear readers. do you have a 'holy grail' bag (or one on your wishlist)? do you struggle to incorporate it practically (and carefreely) in your everyday life?