It happens every spring. I go all winter pretty content with my limited bag collection, and then spring hits and I lose my mind a little.
It all started with this:Which kinda sorta reminded me of my much coveted Mullberry Alexa, except, you know, almost affordable.
And then there is the dadgum Marc Jacobs Petal To The Metal Natasha, which I have stupid loved since the moment I laid eyes on it. And I still love it, even though birds are passe and it's really hard to find.