You never imagined that you'd be reading a post on normblog about handbags. In fact, I never imagined I'd be writing a post about handbags. But it is always good to expand one's horizons, and what are friends for if not to help you do that? The night before last, I'm travelling on the Piccadilly line with just such a friend and my eye happens to fall on her handbag. I, of course, recognized it at once for a mock-croc Carker.
No, that's not true. What is true is that, being ever in search of knowledge, I enquired about its provenance and its pedigree. One thing led to another, and I am now more familiar than I was with the name of Anya Hindmarch. Not a difficult state to have attained, since back before that pivotal moment on the Piccadilly line I was completely unfamiliar with Anya's name, knowing neither it nor her handbags. I am therefore saved. I can share with you some of the early results of my research.
Pictured here is the Carker from Anya Hindmarch, 'in creamy leather and subtle golden hardware'. These two links will take you to information about 'I'm Not A Plastic Bag' - something which, I'm told by a source close to this computer, nearly everybody already knows about but me. Finally, here is a feature about Anya Hindmarch and her improvement of the world.
Is this the beginning of a new series at normblog about handbags? I'll be thinking hard about that. But, however it should turn out, my world is no longer the same.