Let me tell you guys – December has been a banner month for me and sequins.
I know saying “Hello, lover,” is probably passé by now, but …
Hello.
I didn’t mean for this to happen, but I’m certainly not complaining. It went down like this.
Just a few days after I wrote my post about Deux Lux bags, I was Christmas shopping at T.J. Maxx and found a whole rack of Deux Lux wristlets for $19.99! I bought one as a gift for my friend Alisa, but clearly, I wasn’t leaving without one of my own.
I had just read a fantastic post about organizing your purse over at Arianna Belle’s blog, and wristlets were a key player, so I was really excited about my find.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to me, my mom had ordered me the Deux Lux Felix small duffle that I’d mentioned loving in my blog post. I know – best mom ever.
It’s even more amazing in person, if you can imagine that. The faux leather is really impressive – it actually really looks and feels real. And it’s the perfect size!
Before we exchanged Christmas presents, though, we were at Target in Newington, Connecticut, shopping for wrapping supplies and a few last minute gifts. I was searching for gold wrapping paper when all of a sudden, a glowing beacon entered my life. A pretty girl had just crossed my path, and she had something I wanted.
It wasn’t her black Minnetonkas, or her very Connecticut-esque denim skirt and peacoat combo. It was a bag, and it was destined to belong to me.
Coach Poppy Sequins Spotlight in Gold – Photo via Luxury Boutique
You know how in cartoons, some greedy character sees a pile of rubies or gold coins or something, and their eyes get all sparkly and dreamy and bulge out of their head? I’m 100% certain that’s what I looked like when I barked, without even bothering to walk over to her, “WHERE DID YOU GET THAT BAG.” It wasn’t even a question, really. It was a statement that basically meant, “Hand it over, homegirl.”
She giggled and said, “Everyone keeps asking me that!” Luckily, my eyes were too busy goggling to roll. “It’s Coach.”
Never mind that she technically didn’t answer my question. Somewhere in my sequin-addled brain, I felt a rush of relief. I had seen the gold plaque on the front of the bag, so I knew it was designer, and for some reason, the fact that it was Coach gave me hope, because Coach is affordable. Uh, what? Coach is not affordable, especially for someone in my financial situation. But I already knew that I was going to end up buying the bag, so I guess I was relieved to hear that I wouldn’t have to sell my car to do so.
After the incident, I kept asking my mom, “Did you see that bag?! Did you see it? Wasn’t it amazing?” Brad had been across the store in the electronics section, and as soon as I could find him, I was interrogating him. “Did you see a girl with a gold bag?! Are you sure? How could you miss it?! It was amazing.”
Before we even got home, I was on my phone doing some Googling. It took me a while to find it, but by the time we reached a computer, I had discovered that the style was over a year old and no longer available through official Coach retailers. I was beyond despondent. I kept going on and on about how it was so unfair that fate had put the bag in front of me – in a Target in small-town Connecticut, of all places – when there was no way I could have it. I did find it on eBay, but the price was just more than I could justify.
Don’t be surprised if I don’t wake up tomorrow,” I told Brad mournfully. “I don’t think I want to live in a world where I can’t have that bag.”
Now, don’t get it twisted – my husband did not feel sorry for me. He just knows me very, very well, and knew that I was going to go on about it until one of two things happened: 1) Until I somehow got the bag, or 2) Until I died.
“It goes against everything I stand for to buy you that bag for Christmas,” he told me. “But I’ll split it with you.”
I know. I am perhaps a little spoiled. But it’s Christmas, damnit. And FYI, I’m paying to have speakers and an amp put in his car for him. We each get one semi-big thing. This was mine. I clicked “Buy It Now” and then immediately hid my head under a pillow. I was just. so. excited.
The next morning, when my mom came to pick us up, Brad said, “Did you tell your mom about the bag?” Her jaw dropped. Again, unbeknownst to me, my mom had also logged onto eBay and purchased a sequined gold Coach bag. Even though she had already gotten me the Deux Lux bag. Have I mentioned the part about “best mom ever”? Luckily, she was able to cancel hers, and all was well. The next week, my gold bag arrived, and suddenly, my life was a sequined wonderland.
Life is good, guys. Call me materialistic, but despite the overloaded schedule, pounding migraines and nonstop rain I’ve been dealing with for the past week, I just look at my sequined bags and all is right with the world. It just takes a little sparkle.
Have you brought any sequins into your life this month?
