I originally planned on starting this blog at a later point
when I was better versed in the blogosphere and better stocked in my
wardrobe-osphere. However, I had a
moment this weekend which I considered a sign that the time to act was now (and
this has nothing to do with the fact that my mother got
borderline-to-standing-right-on-the-line verbally harassed by a street psychic
claiming to sense her “strong aura”—I couldn’t make that up if I tried). Anyways, back to the moment. This weekend, I saw and stroked my first
Celine bag.
