Hello Dear Readers,

I’m finally coming down from my intense Easter sugar high.  Last night wasn’t pretty.  In a fit of PMS cravings over the weekend, I ran out and bought chocolate covered pretzels, carmel corn, and Cotswold cheese.  This was supplemented with Sunday brunch replete with coconut cake made with 1 lb. of sugar.  So I dragged myself into work this morning, groggily ran through a media scan, then opened my non-work email to such a delight.

My inbox greeted me with the latest Henry cuir collection.  Sigh.  The camel pas de qui tote is adorable.  I pictured the lush brown material with my denim and started planning my fall wardrobe.  I also love the the white laisses te bon satchel though keeping it stain-free would turn me into a nervous wreck, especially at $1,800 bucks a bag.  Case in point, my white puffer jacket.  It picks up everything and looks like I rolled around on the floor of the subway (I didn’t).  It is beyond repair and I really cannot wear it out of the house.  Although I do on the really cold days when the wool via spiga coat just doesn’t cut it.  I love the Italians and French and their vision of jackets, however, they are out of step with the fashion unfriendly North American winter. 

Another case in point, my wedding dress.  Gorgeous Carolina Herrera strapless ivory satin gown.  Huge red wine stain down the front.  Oh well. Like my husband, I love the dress no matter what.

So you see why carrying a white leather handbag could be problematic?  Not that people who drop two grand on handbags have my public transportation and clumsy wine drinking lifestyle. Nonetheless, it would be a disaster. 

So my collection of brown leather or suede boots and handbags is rooted not only in a love for the color and material, but also in practicality.  Plus, the fall colors are more my speed.  The yellows of the spring palette, like the aftermath of a sugar high, do not perk up my morning routine.