Exotic bags are always a hot topic of discussion, both around here and on our Forum. Some people love them, some people hate them, and others sit in the middle, fretting about their ethical implications without being able to completely convince themselves to dislike the bags.
Hobo Bags(Page 3)
Let’s get straight to the point: the Fendi Leather Front Zip Hobo is a classic, understated bag that also manages to subtly touch on current trends without actually being trendy. Further proof that I may have been right back in December when I postulated that the brand may be on a bit of a handbag upswing.
I can abide a lot of weird stuff from Marc Jacobs. In fact, Marc Jacobs is usually at his best when he’s at his weirdest, even if not everyone gets it.
Sadly, though, when I saw the Marc Jacobs Beaded Daisy Shoulder Bag at Saks last week, I found myself feeling like one of those haters that I usually dismiss: I just didn’t get it.
Is it just me, or does the Fendi Rose Zucca Chef Bag look like it really wishes it was born a Louis Vuitton instead?
I want very badly to like the Temperley London Electric Hobo. It’s cheery and bright and girly, in stark contrast to pretty much anything else that we’ve seen so far this season, and also in contrast to the weather that’s been going on outside my apartment for the past two days (And really?
Is it just me, or is Chloe not a brand that makes a whole lot of hobos? Well, that’s not entirely true – they usually manage to turn their popular bags into hobos at some point in order to capitalize on their popularity – but it seems like most of their bags don’t start life as hobos, right?
Sometimes I forget how beautiful Gucci‘s leather bags are. I spoke last week about how much I normally love their python creations (except for one recent exception), but it took seeing one of their bags on a fellow shopper’s arm while buying a Halloween costume yesterday to remind me that they usually do an obnoxiously good job with leather as well.
Just when temperatures begin their nosedive to frigidity in most areas of the northern hemisphere, we get a nice, fat reminder that none of us are going anywhere interesting for vacation this holiday season: Resort collections. And when I say that “none of us” are, I mean that I’m not.