i just got another heirloom from my couture-infested grandmother and you know what she gave me? a vintage Burberrys pouch! omg! and i already got one from my Mom, a sort of squarish one in epi leather, and i got this, like a couple a years back. Oh, i just love burberry. something feels Londony about the vertical and horizontal lines on its signature print,, i can feel its romantic curves as i cuddle it in my moisturized palms and whoa, it can definitely dress up any of my boring outfits (as if i have one!? haha). I am so into vintage labels right now. I got a green, Louis Vuitton alma bag in epi leather also, and i bought it for a couple of grans from a vintage shop. good find, huh.
well, there's more to say about these bags, i tell you. they tell history. politics. environmental issues of their time. sociological aspects of interpersonal human relations, whatever that means. if it's vintage, it tells a piece of somebody else's past. and i don't care that much, really. all i know is that i'm gonna have it in my walk-in closet, and will be an integral part of it in the years to come. It's Burberry for chrissake!
my next hunt? i'm gonna hunt for a Prada bag. i'll look inide my grandma's trasure chest, a 'baul' of some sorts, that opens the gateway to a world that's filled with opulence, elegance, and power that only she can pull off in her time!
Like what she would always say, "be thin and fabulous. everything else follows."
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