A coworker just told me about the new Hermes Birkin Bag, and I loved it immediately. I wanted this oversized burnt orange one, so badly I figured it might change my entire life. I don’t know anything about fashion, except when something is pretty. Very very pretty. I thought for sure I could even put my (right now imaginary) olde english bulldogge in it because of its enormous size. I could be just like those pint sized celebs with their rat dogs, minus the pint sizes. And then I found the price range.
It’s pretty to look at. Though, I’ll save my money for Frankie, my future bulldogge and bestie. And any left over will go to a pink collar for her cute head, so we can walk our cute selves without the really, really cute bag.