Happy National Handbag Day!

Happy Day Beautiful People,

I think this holiday should be celebrated the whole week, not only a day. How can you limit the celebration for just one day? I know that I cannot.

My handbag enjoyment started as a small child. It is all my mother’s fault. She purchased a handbag to go with my Easter outfit. It was a time where crochet gloves and handbags were a necessity for a special occasion outfit or for a holiday. They were not expensive bags, however they were pretty and I always thought it finished my look. My outfit was never complete without a handbag.

While in college my main bag was my backpack because I needed something to be on the go, and carry all of my textbooks at one time. When I got married, I started looking at bags differently. I wanted quality and longevity, a bag that would take the test of time and age gracefully.

My first prestige handbag was a Dooney and Bourke cross body. It was a splurge for me at the time; but my hubby gave it to me for my birthday and I have never looked back.