The hunt

The hunt for the prefect bag may just be harder than the hunt for the prefect man! Perhaps it’s only right that it would be this way. I have loads of bags that have lasted much longer than any of my relationships, to date.

For months now I have been trawling the shops for the perfect bag to carry my daily life. All day. Every day. The only parameters I have put on the bag of perfection are it has to be black, leather and big. Naturally with these specifications, the price tag is also rather large and this is something that I accepted before I started the hunt.

This particular hunt has been going for several months now, with no success, I have tied department stores, boutiques, chain stores and even on line.

Last night I came across this bag, on line. It’s from Witchery and it’s on sale. Two positives!

I'm heading in store today to check it out. I am feeling a little hopeful that I might just be on to a winner. I say this now, but as I have learnt several times before, this feeling is fleeting and the feeling of disappointment that burns in my tummy that inevitably follows is enough to turn me off my macchiato.