Hermes - My Final Resting Place

When trying to come up with the web address for this blog, I settled for something that I regarded as the ultimate Holy Grail for all purse addicts...the Birkin.  I went with "future birkin owner" bc I felt like a Birkin was the light at the end of my shopping tunnel.  Today, I am still Birkin-less but I have made progress.  Progress in the form of delicious orange boxes and an unnerving obsession with Hermes.

Hermes has done an excellent job in marketing their brand by making you believe you are unable to attain their merchandise.  The people behind Hermes realized if you tell women they can't have something, all they will ever want is that unattainable something. Hermes has managed to make you feel like you've won the lottery even though you just handed over thousands of dollars.  And the best part - it only takes one little orange box, wrapped in brown ribbon, to convince you that you need everything ever made by Hermes.

For many years, I was content with my one orange box (my black Constance belt). I knew the dangers that came with entering into H territory and so for the sake of my bank acct, stayed away.  That good sense somehow all went to hell a few weeks ago.      

All I wanted was a cat key chain...

You know, for Libby and Olivia...

But then again, a new agenda for school would be nice...

(I believe the color is Violine and the leather is Mysore)

And maybe something for my keys..

(The leather is Mysore but no idea abt the color...damn Hermes nomenclature is so friggin complicated)

My SA told me Hermes is removing lizard from their exotics line so of course its only right I snatch up the ombre lizard Kelly DT before they're extinct!

But then again, the Kelly DT looks a lot better when worn with friends...

(Blue Electrique Clic Clac)

(White Clic Clac)

And maybe something to hold me over til I finally get my greedy hands on a Birkin...

(24cm Ruby Constance in Epsom leather)

Connie was one expensive bitch but so beautiful.  The pictures dont do her justice.

Heres a look inside...

From the side...

And of her bed...

Everyday, I have an incredible urge to drive over to my local H boutique for a quick "look." But I shouldn't and so I spend my days plowing through the H forum, dreaming of all the things I would get if I had a money tree in my backyard.  That or I try on my shoes for fun lol.  And so yea, thats all the orange I have for today but stay tuned for a shoe update :)