But ever since I got this bag (been raving about it a few years ago, in uni) it has never left my sight.
I don't even bother changing to any other bags. Which is weird, because to me bags should suit the occasions - I love shoulder bags when I need to bring small things, I love totes when I have gazillion makeup products in case I have to perform solat outside and reapply them; basically I just love different bags at different time, which is still a mystery.
But with this bag, I've never even glanced at my other bags. Which is quite sad.
Because look at what it's become now.
Eek. And this is after 8 months of wearing it non-stop. I know, guilty as charged -___-
But to me, other than practicality, it was some sort of sentimental value too. I brought it with me when I was in Europe, alone, exploring Amsterdam on my two feet. I brought it with me when I had to go to all those disastrous business meetings I didn't know what to make sense of, I only had it in my arms in case I need to hug something whenever the work pressure is taking its toll on me. I brought it with me when I went to Japan back in March and had the time of my life with the people I love the most.
It's seen everything, it's been by my side when I had to go through everything I had to, and I think it's one of the reasons I find it so hard to let it go.
But for now, as long as it's still serving the way it should, no one shall take it away from me. Ever.
Except maybe that lady from the bag care shop I saw earlier.
P/S : anyone tried sending bags to MyBagSpa before? Do share! God knows I need all the help on bag care I can get.
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