The Trails and Tribulations to obtain the “It” bag.
So, the usual story goes: You see the bag, you fall in love with each other, and you couldn’t help but give it a new home, hanging off your arm. But a rather more irritating story is unravelling in front of me, because, you see, the bag I have fallen in love with, the one I want swinging happily on the crook of my elbow, is the Celine phantom bag. The it bag of the season, and incredibly hard to get a hold of because of that, it’s THE it bag.
The phantom is aptly named, for it walks on a fine line between good and evil. It’s good side is given credit for its beauty, its heavenly structure and its glorious hues. Nevertheless, the bag is like a deadly venomous creature. It tantalises and peaks your curiosity as it dangles off the arms of celebrities, and once it’s captured your appreciation, your adoration, it bites, and you do everything you can to get that bag.
Sure it’s just a bag, and most bags, with the exception of the Hermes Birkin, are easy to find. For example, the Chanel classic 2.5 , you walk into a store and a few minutes later you walk out with it. But not with the phantom, oh no, you didn’t really think it would be that easy did you? They sell out within hours of being out on the shop floor, stores in the London area can’t even put you on a waiting list or call you when they get a shipment due to such high demand. So you’ll have to call, every day, hoping a new shipment has arrived, with the colour you so very desire in the size and material you want. It’s like that, that the phantom has put you under it’s soft calfskin (or python) spell.
So I’ll keep calling, and hoping that my perfect phantom will come along, and until then, I’ll have to try to find an anti venom…
Images from celine.com, spottedfashion.com and thewhitepillow.blogspot.com