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For the Love of Coco

To those who don't know it yet, I have a great big love for handbags and shoes. An addiction, if you will. I think if you were to scroll through some of the tags of previous posts, you would see a few which were solely (no pun intended) dedicated to shoes and handbags. However, between the two, shoes is something that is a lot harder for me to acquire. You see, I have BIG feet. They're between sizes 41 1/2 and 42 EU, or in Malaysia it would be practically non-existent cause it isn't humanly possible for a woman to have such big feet! (Yes, yes... I'm exaggerating). And what's more, if I could by some miracle find a pair that is my size in Malaysia, I would tend to utterly fail to even squeeze my feet in without breaking it because of the cutting or design. Somehow they have managed to combine narrow and long but cannot make wide and long happen... Nope, not very often. So to overcome this, I sometimes will get my shoes from overseas or companies that are overseas based like Clarks or Marks & Spencer or Debenhams. 

But I digress. Back to the point of this entry... 

Since shoes are something that is a little bit difficult to indulge in, I tend to deviate my indulgent to handbags. Starting with cheaper ones after some time I develop a whole new appreciation for the luxury brands. Not because they are expensive, but also because after countless ruined cheaper bags, I thought it would be better to invest in higher end and decidedly more expensive bags that could stand the test of time and use. That being said though, I generally just love handbags so it really doesn't matter to me whatever the price as long as they're functional and aesthetically pleasing to me. 

It also doesn't help that I get inspired by Youtubers like Jerusha Couture and BJ Taylor and Mary Lynda, and many others who not only have a genuine passion and love for luxury handbags and goods, but were so thorough in their review of the bags that they have or purchased. The way they talk about the bags, especially the way Jerusha does, makes me feel like the bag is everything! 

I also like the history of some of the bags. For instance, the classic Chanel 2.55 double flap has a very interesting story on its design. Coco Chanel, at the time was what I would say is a modern woman in the 20's. She was independent, had a string of lovers, did not conform to society norms and was simply brave to challenge them. She got tired of the handbags where women would have to hold in their hands. Makes for impracticality when you want to socialise with a champagne glass in one hand and a cigarette on the other. So she decided to design a bag taking inspiration from the straps of soldier's bags and put it in as a one of the special features of the purse. She made it adjustable too so you could have it at the crook of your arm in the shorter setting or as a shoulder bag.

The bag itself has really unique and special personalised features in it. Coco Chanel put in a little pocket at the back of the purse for easy access to bills to pay for cab fare. So the idea is that you would not need to open the main compartment of the purse and rummage through for money and risk your things from falling out. Smart!

Not that your things would fall out because on the inside there is a big compartment and slots for smaller items to go in neatly. And there is an extra flap that protects from items doing just that. On the inside of the front flap, Coco Chanel put in a discreet zipper compartment. Remember when I said she had lovers? Well, this little compartment was rumoured to be where she would keep her secret love letters. How romantic and coy is that?

Coco Chanel was also a very sentimental lady. She grew up in an orphanage where I should think she was quite fond of. So in homage to that, the lining of the bag was the exact same colour as the uniform, which was deep burgundy, and the strap was reminiscent of the chain as how the caretakers would have them dangling at their waist.

And to hold the bag shut, Coco Chanel designed a postman-lock type which was known as the Mademoiselle Lock to commiserate with the fact that Coco Chanel was never married. Later on in the 80's the design of the lock incorporated the interlocking CC logo thus being known as the Classic Flap.

So why was it named as the Chanel 2.55 you might wonder? Well, 2.55 is not a random number but it is actually a date. Coco Chanel perfected her design of this iconic bag in February of 1955 thus the name was coined. Although if you want to sound like you know your bag, when you step in a Chanel boutique to have a look at this bag, do say to the Sales Associate, "I would like to have a look at the Two-Fifty-Five please." After which, they'd probably ask you in what size, colour and leather. But that would be a story for you to discover next.

~Dream Holy Grail Bag~

Photo from Vogue Australia


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