Related post: Bonus bracelet
I have a wishlist of the bags I’d love to own. Ideally I’d like a PST, a Saffiano Lux Tote, a Paraty and another Belvedere. Or several Cities in different colors. Ideally lah. From the information fed to me, I had this idea that Paris is every shopper’s paradise. Everything is relatively more affordable there, too. So, before I left for the city, I was determined to get myself a bag — my bonus bag.
Since our priority was to cover the important attractions in the city, only one day was allocated for bag hunting. We went to several shopping areas where the designer labels are located — along the Champs Elysees, Rue St. Honore and Boulevard Haussman.
As we were walking along rue St. Honore, we thought that going to store by store may consume too much time, so we left for Galleries Lafayette with hopes of killing two birds with one stone.
It wasn’t a weekend, but the stores were super packed (probably a year end thing). We had to queue to get into a shop and once I was attended by a sales associate, I felt pressured to make a decision, to buy and leave ASAP to make room for others who were queueing, when I would rather take my time and decide.
The final store that we tried to get into was Chanel. “Tried” because I gave up queueing, halfway.
“Are you sure?” Reza asked, when I told him that I gave up.
“Tak regret nanti?”
“Tak. Screw Chanel.”
Friends would later ask, “Why didn’t you wait?!” but the queue to get into the store was too goddamn long, more than half an hour and we only moved like a meter. A little frustrated, thinking maybe it wasn’t meant to be… yet.
We went back to the hotel. Attached to the hotel is Les Boutique du Palais, a posh-looking shopping mall. I told Reza that I want to go to one last store at the mall before I completely give up.
The store’s called L’Espionne, which carries ready-to-wear labels from different names. Among the many Celine Luggage Totes, Alexander McQueen clutches and Lanvin jewelries were Balenciaga Cities in different colors. The City in Rouge Cardinal that I fondled a few days ago was still there. I tried it out and stared at the mirror. Reza stared and said:
“Wow. Ni cantik.”
I saved a picture of the bag in my drive months ago to admire, but I thought it may be too… colorful. But Reza made a comment about how a lot of things I own are black and that maybe it’s time to give something bright a chance. Then I decided to get it.
The Tyra Banks lookalike at the store was so helpful in helping me make the purchase. She took out the different stocks they have and let me choose the bag I want (because no two Balenciaga bags are alike due to the leather variation) and led me outside the store.
On the way back to the hotel room, I was super excited to have gotten my bonus bag. At one point jumping. A new bag, after almost two years of bag-fasting!
Since I bought it, I’ve taken it out from the dustbag at least 30 times to admire it. Although I was, many times unsure whether the color’s really right for me, it’s growing on me. It’s what I need — a beautiful pop of color to complement my black, grey and white ensembles.