The timing couldn’t be more selfish with only a matter of weeks before everyone in my life is expecting a gift. Besides all of this frantic googling could have been avoided. Whatever it was which made me look, enquire, stare (and then WANT)… might never have happened? Only, it did and, from then on in, the rest of the world was on shut down. Mute. I literally couldn’t hear their voices. Face-to-face with some perfect leather and the empty, inviting space inside it, I was spellbound.
If you’re desperately trying to work out what my problem is, it’s that I’ve fallen head over heels in love with a bag. But not any old bag. No, it’s a perfect one. Oh and it’s perfectly stunning too.
Let me try and describe it to you: smooth, soft buttery leather with minimal, elegant gold uppercase branding, all in the shape of a seamless bucket tote. That’s all there is to it. But that’s the whole point.
But it was her’s and not mine. Apparently her reward for staying up all night, drooling over a laptop. She had swooped in to click – while the homeless buckets were momentarily In Stock – and BOOM they were gone again.
Sold out worldwide in seconds. Totally and utterly inexplicably untrappable.
But I will NOT give up; committed to the hunt. In fact, every website which spits out a dead-end, only makes me all the hungrier for my prey. However, the harsh reality is that I’m not alone in my desires, this item is coveted by international fashionistas who should only be viewed as the enemy.
My chances of success are low, I might need to speed dial Santa.
Mansur Gavriel’s bucket tote
This column first appeared in The Lady where I am their Mum About Town.
