I recently came into a little bit of free and unexpected money and decided to blow it on a new bag. I don’t usually go around buying expensive handbags, but this was a special occasion and this was a special bag…or so I thought.
I’d been eyeing this Marc by Marc Jacob’s Lovely Behati Tote ($458) for awhile–I even included it in a post not too long ago. At the time, I thought it was perfection. I told my friends about, had daydreams where it played a staring roll, and often found myself gazing at it lovingly online.
So, when I got the money, I thought why not? Sure it costs bundle, but I said to myself, it’s classic, neutral and delicious. It will bring me joy for years and years…or so I thought.
I chose to buy it while on a company trip in Las Vegas. They’ve got a pretty good mall there with lots of high-end stores, and after a bit of searching, the Lovely Behati was right in front of my eyes and it was beautiful. It should have been a moment of retail perfection, I should have been euphoric, but after the initial delight of seeing it in the flesh, reality set it. Though “lovely,” that bag was freaking gigantic!
Here it is in full scale with a human being:
This bag is pretty big on this model though not too crazy, but I’m only 5’2, so you can imagine how it looked on my shoulder. And oh, how I tried to love that bag and make it work. I stood in front of the mirror, willing it to not look ridiculous but to no avail–I looked like I was carrying mommy’s purse. A really big mommy.
The girls who I was shopping with tried to be encouraging since they knew how much I’d been lusting after that thing, but there was no getting away from the awful truth. My frame was no match for that bag. “You could fit in it,” was one comment, along with “It’s half the size of your body.”
One friend pointed out how lots of teeny celebs shoulder giant bags and pull it off, but I just didn’t feel up to the task. I’m no Mary Kate or Ashley, and I don’t want to be. Instead, I set about coming to grips with the sad facts…it just wasn’t meant to be. The Lovely Behati was meant for someone else… someone taller.
It was a sad moment, indeed. I looked at other bags, considered buying them, but none were the Lovely Behati. They all paled in comparison. Tears.
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On the bright side, we can buy lots of cheap, trendy bags. Wanna go to Target for lunch? LOL
oh nos!
funny because i saw it the other day online and though it was really cool as well, such a great color. i suppose nothing beats falling in love with the perfect bag in person and purchasing it right then and there!
awww. thats the worse. i saw that bag too and thought how cute it was tried convincing my sis to buy it cause i thought somone needs to own this bag! but it is too BIG!
It’s perfect for a carry-on.
I would absolutly love to buy this handbag from you if you’re willing to sell it.
this handbag would be perfect for the office. it can fit your laptop!