If it weren't too obnoxious to people that actually have a reason to send birth announcements, I would send one in honor of my new Judith Leiber. I can picture myself in a photo studio wearing a gorgeous dress (perhaps the one I had on at the momentous occasion), holding the bag up on the air like a mother would hold her sweet, adoring baby. No? Ridiculous?
I have wanted a Judith Leiber bag as long as I can remember. Few things in this world (several hundred at least) make me feel tingly the way sparkle and rhinestones do, so you can imagine how I must felt when I realized, "I own this bag" (it took days for it to sink in). My excitement must have been the reason I handed her her book No Mere Bagatelles backwards (and upside down) to sign. "Crap", I shrieked!
