When you think of fashion you think of the big picture and
within the big picture – the designers. The designers are the trend setters,
the be-all and end-all of fashion, the superstars of the industry, the heroes
and heroines of our lives.. Fashion has always been an important part of my
life even from my pre-teen years. I knew the mega-designers such as Coco
Chanel, DKNY, and Burberry etc from
Vogue magazines I used to smuggle from my Mum (I still smuggle btw). But, designers are associated with high cost
and it’s this cost that repels many of us away from their boutiques to the
cheaper, high street stores. Only now and again will we treat ourselves to the
‘labels’ of fashion. For me, it has been precisely one time that I have treated
myself to one of fashions most cherished labels.
I was young, around 12, when I went out on a shopping
trip with Mum. Back then I was a little bit of a saver, I used to save my money
for short periods of time. I used to love birthdays and Christmases because
money would come in large sums without me having to save every penny slowly! It
was on this particular occasion that I had managed to save a reasonable amount
of pocket money and it was on this particular shopping trip that I intended to
spend it and spend it I did! Mum’s a massive fan of handbags, growing up as a
young child there was a new one at least every few months. Thankfully I have
been influenced by her love of handbags and now have a forever growing
collection of my own. So, it’s no surprise one of the first shops we found ourselves
in was a handbag retailer! It was like a little piece of heaven, luxury labels,
expensive quality and the enriched smell of real leather.. I was like a kid in
a playground, running from bag to bag as opposed to swings and slide. It was here
I came across the DKNY stand. A little bit star-struck by the label, I
inspected every inch of each handbag (checking the price labels to see if it
was within my price range too!). Eureka! I found one! I whipped up the bag before
anyone else could have the chance to buy it and ran straight to Mum. With a
little speck of hesitation, Mum finally gave into my nagging and I walked home
with a smile painted on my face (and
empty pockets!) for the whole journey home.
Several years later
my DKNY bag remains poised on the top of my wardrobe waiting for its first use.
I still have not used it. Why? I have developed OCD over my DKNY bag. When
people think of luxury labels the call it a ‘fashion investment’. I’m sure this is true after you overcome the
paranoia that it must stay perfect! I
was afraid to use my bag, scared that I would damage it by scratching its
beautiful, shiny surface; by breaking
the zip, or by marking it and disgracing its utter perfection with disrespect.
I like my bags to be practical, unbreakable and versatile. I was 99.9% sure
that my designer bag was at least one of these things – versatile - but the
other two factors I had serious doubts about. I knew that if I ventured out
with this super expensive bag I would be relentlessly obsessing over its
condition, like a mother with its new born child – extremely protective. When
the New Year of 2013 came I made a few resolutions, one of which included
taking my bag out into the world.. And so, as the heavy snowfall arrived on UK’s
doorstep, I finally braved my long-term fear and decided to walk the label….
So, sigh of relief, my bag survived its first day of
adventures! A bag is something that should be practical, unbreakable and
versatile, and after giving it a test run after so many years, my DKNY bag is
all of those things! Preparing for more adventures my bag steps out of the
closet and into the world! (Bless it!)
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