The Big One

So. I have done something quite radical. Something insane. Something that hasn't sunk in:
After about a year trying to get a hold of a certain bag, it is finally mine.

It's been sold out everywhere for over a year, probably because they are due to raise the price soon (again). I came to Cannes for a holiday with two friends, and yesterday, on one of our last days here, I made an impromptu little call to the Chanel store expecting them to tell me they didn't have the bag in stock.., yet to my surprise, utter joy, and my wallet's dismay, they did.

An hour later I was in the store, had my hands on the bag and was served champagne by the staff to celebrate my first Chanel bag purchase.

I then wore my beautiful new asset to dinner, before tucking it safely in and switching to a less precious bag for clubbing. (Baby steps).

I woke up this morning thinking I had dreamt it all (my hangover might have played a part in that) and sat down to admire it. I may sound like the worlds most materialistic stereotypical girl, but I am over the moon! I have wanted the bag for as long as I can remember, and finally, it is mine.

So to curious eyes, here's my new Chanel Classic Flap bag in black caviar, with gold hardware.