
Sometimes timing is funny in life. I was recently watching Raising Helen, which I absolutely love, and then got an email from a frantic reader. Franticly in search of the bag Kate Hudson, Helen in the movie, was carrying. Oddly enough, I actually was paying attention to the beige beauty. Being the handbag connoisseur that I am, I had the gut feeling that the bag was a Tod’s bag from the beginning.


One of my most memorable teachers in life was from high school. Mrs. Campbell to be exact. She was in love with Henry David Thoreau and was always repeating his famous, “Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity! I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand. . . .” My teacher could not pound that thought into our head enough.

Although I really like Tod’s new Scala Pochette Sera clutch for this fall season, I can’t help but picture it having only a very limited range of use. Granted, it is a very elegant evening clutch, but for some reason the clutch seems to require even more of an ambience that just any evening. I can picture it being worn during high class, high societal events, something along the lines of a presidential banquet or a get-together of upper scale business men who drag their wives along.
The bag that carries the fancy name Tod’s Sacca Paris Piccola is Tod’s’ interpretation of modern Parisian style. Tod’s hereby combines perforated ginger leather and smooth ivory leather with casual grace. I really do like the contrasting shades and the well-rounded forms. In addition, ginger topstitching seamlessly blends the fine materials, while the chic bag is accented by polished silver metal hardware.
$1,050 worth of scrumptious, mindblowing, icecap-melting, attractive, splendid, bombastic and spacious tote goodness. Made of beautifully grained leather exterior with elegant saddle-style topstitching, it comes with a double zipped closure. The fine canvas lining comes with a zipped pocket, and more hemispherical zipped pockets on either sides of the bag. Polished nickel hardware, rolled leather handles with horseshoe links and a long detachable shoulder strap top off this wonderful piece of chich handcraftsmanship.
Growing up in Florida I have seen my fare share of alligators. They even ate my next door neighbors dog, “Fluffy”. Kind of funny, not the death of a dog part, but the fact that a gator ate a dog named “Fluffy”. Anyhow, I never understood the big deal with gator or croc skin, only because whenever I saw a gator it was covered in algae and always so damned scary.










