I seem to have rapidly developed a love affair with vintage bags. It’s not surprising, given my long standing love for bags. But once I discovered the beautiful, wonderfully made vintage bags available on etsy and ebay… it was as if I had to make up for lost time. I now have *counts* um, I don’t want to say how many. But I have several beautiful ones, with one still coming to me, and a 1960s briefcase I bought recently on etsy to boot.
My father actually won this beautiful bag for me on ebay, as he was showing me how to bid on ebay. Is this a good or a dangerous skill? I’m not ready to say. But this bag was a steal. And it’s absolutely entrancing inside (I’m a sucker for the lining of a bag) with a coffee colored grossgrain lining, and then a cream inner lining within the pockets. The inside absolutely looks as if it has never been used. I don’t mind bags having a sense of history and a life before me, but there’s just something I adore about the delicious perfection of a pristine lining.
