When real things happen to imaginary people

Can someone explain to me why I am randomly coveting the Cambridge satchel in oxblood? I mean, yes, it's a slightly larger version of the vintage Coach bag that I carry pretty frequently, and oxblood is a color that would go with my black/burgundy/pink/b&w stripe wardrobe, but those things still don't explain why I keep looking at them!

I'm not ever giving into this craving, because I have my one Expensive Statement Bag (my LE Haunted Mansion Dooney & Burke bag), and I certainly don't need another. I am taking this craving as proof that I will never, ever be 100% content with whatever bag I'm carrying, and I should just. stop. looking.

WARNING: This post contains clicky links to things that will cause stroppy_baggage and alexiarnps to roll their eyes so hard there is a danger of them never being able to see properly again.

I still want a cupcake pink faux fur "fox" stole from Coquette Faux Furriers. (Not the hot pink shown in the photo, obviously.) A pink fuzzy scarf! With a little face! I could make it talk to people and amuse myself for hours!

OOooh, a cupcake pink faux fur handbag! I don't care about the brand name (because I am not a label snob when it comes to handbags and purses), but I haven't seen anyone other than My Flat In London making vintage-style frame handbags in cupcake pink faux fur. Am I willing to pay $99 plus shipping for it? I dunno. I've coveted it for almost two years now. So darling!

(Nordstrom had it, but now says it's not in stock.)

(And while not fuzzy, this pink & black handbag from them is cute too.)

Soon there will be a post about getting to meet lord_whimsy on Saturday night (he is *just* as charming as his book), and maybe some burbling about holiday things. But right now? I'm distracting myself from the looming deadline by looking at pink faux fur accessories. I wants them aaaaall!