The first hit is free

I have accumulated too much stuff.  Too many clothes I don’t wear.  Ditto shoes. And <gulp> ditto handbags.  Yes, that’s right.  Too many handbags!

I started buying decent handbags after my handbag was stolen in Munich nearly 20 years ago.  I was there on business and someone took it from under the table where I was eating breakfast.  Creepy.  In the bag was all my money, credit cards, passport and plane ticket home.  Bugger.

I hurried to the UK Consulate as my flight was that afternoon.  I needed to get a temporary passport and some money.  I was declared destitute and given enough cash for a passport pic and to get the ticket reissued.

Ah, paper tickets.  How I don’t miss you.

I got back OK, but I was really annoyed to lose my handbag.  On the upside, my handbag was insured and I replaced it with a Coach handbag.  That was my first good handbag.

If I ever go back to Munich, I have to repay the money that the UK Consulate gave me.  Unsurprisingly, I have never returned.

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1955 - 2011

I have mentioned before my love affair with handbags.  I have bags that I have never carried because I am terrified of getting blemishes on them.  My most fabulous bag is a Fendi Spy.  It has been out of the house precisely once.  I carried a trash bag with me in case of rain, dust storms, tumbleweeds or plagues of frogs.

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Avian Mullet

I am no fashion plate, but I do look in the mirror before I leave the house.  Usually to admire my handbag and to note how well it goes with my outfit.  I will be late for an appointment to avoid carrying a black bag, when a brown or orange one is required.  And I will only carry a bag with gold hardware if my jewelry is gold.  A little OCD but it does mean that I rotate my bags.  I do like my handbags.

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