Dream Bag

I am the pickiest person when it comes to bags. This is an absolute truth. When you see a simply horrible plain boring bag on my arm it is not because I have bad taste in bags, but because the bags I like are so rare and expensive, there is no way I could possibly own them. In fact, there is are only two bags I have ever seen that I would deem worthy of a permanent place on my arm. Shocking right? I mean this is from a girl who at the sight of nearly every black leather motorcycle jacket or pair of knee high boots swoons. But no, when it comes to bags there is no room for an eclectic sense of fashion, or even a since of humor. Now, I do not know what the meaning of a bag is in other areas, but in Irvine, CA I find that bags are your calling card. I'm sure not everyone feels this way, but I do.
There are limited amounts of things to do in Irvine. You can go shopping, get lunch, go to the pool, go to the beach, go to a coffee place for a concert, or get your nails done. Now, besides the beach and the pool, your bag will be accompanying you to all of these outings and will be the first thing that catches the eyes of those around you.
A good bag can be your "get of jail free card" on a daily basis. For example, when purchasing some gorgeous item or trying on an expensive dress, carrying a good quality bag gives you instant respect and service. Also, if you are trying to pull off that famous (yet dreadful) Southern Californian "i rolled out of bed and thought hey i'm to rich to shower or look cute" style then a good quality bag can help you out and prevent people from writing you off at first glance.
Mostly though, your bag is your best friend. It holds everything dear to you and is a your sidekick through thick and then. It's your boyfriend or best friend who is always there for you. Your bag watches you try on all those horrible jeans and is a silent witness to all of your illegal u-turns. Thus, it is only right that you don't go sleeping around with every low down semi-nice bag in town. It's either all or nothing. I'd rather go out with my wallet in my pocket then leave the house with some bag that deep down resent and loathe. So I'll wait and save and hope and dream. Maybe one day I will enter into a commitment. There will be a bag that I can afford, financially and emotionally, that will be my sidekick and represent me when I don't look my best. Like on a long plane trip or an awkward first date at some cliche coffee house. Till then, here are my Christian Bale and Vincent Cassell bags.
Love, Clare

Bags Shown:
Moni Moni Splendor bag in Black: 490
Marc Jacobs Sunburst bag: 1075