bag whore: givenchy antigona

The Antigona is everywhere. And everything.

I have this theory that the Givenchy house makes some of the best handbags in the industry. The house simply doesn’t receive enough credit. While they aren’t necessarily the easiest to spot in a crowd of louder bags, Givenchy handbags hold their own: they’re easily discernable and iconic to the trained eye. An “it” bag, so to speak, but not of the moment. Each model possesses qualities of utter timelessness and versatility – a guarantee to last a lifetime for whomever. She can be a woman in her twenties, or one in her fifties. She can be the classic femme who pairs her Givenchy with a knee-length, floral pencil dress, or a girl who lives in leather jackets and The Great Frog jewelry. Let the woman who wears the bag determines what the bag is and represents.

There was the Nightingale and Pandora, and now the Antigona. Three bags so different, yet so similar; all are practical and understatedly chic, but changes in structure are what give each their nuances. All functional – roomy, well-constructed – and classic  with just enough architecture, but the perfect amount of slouch.

I pined for the Nightingale, and dreamt of the Pandora. And now I lust after the Antigona. My heart can only handle so much unrequited love before it breaks – the next of Givenchy’s creations just might be the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Givenchy Antigona Satchel, available at Bergdorf’s.

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bag whore: romygold drew stud-trim hobo

My heart dropped when I saw it was out of stock everywhere.

My heart also dropped when I saw it dangling on the crook of ingenue Karen Cartwright/Katharine McPhee’s arm on Smash (my latest obsession) a few weeks back.

Even from across the screen it was so deliciously supple in black leather and unabashedly edgy in rose gold glory, tempting me at every angle with its seemingly infinite rows of studs. Ooh, shiny.

Slung on the shoulders for daily errands, for an instant shot of glamour even when dressed in a pair of old sweatpants, kept only as a nostalgic reminder of dance team days. It’s roomy enough to pack the essentials – the Filofax, a book du jour, a set of clothes to change into for a Pilates or dance class – and then some. They say you can tell a lot about a man by his shoes – but you can know everything about a woman by the bag she carries…

Had I been in my normal (read: bag whore-ing) state of mind I would have googled the brand and make of the bag at that very moment; instead, with exams and final papers on my mind, I’ve only just remembered to do my research. Right in time to see apologetic Sorry, this item is no longer available in, ironically, glaring and bolded red font, streamed across the bottom of the page.

I’d tell you who made the bag, but it’s not like it’s in stock anywhere. I’d only be a tease if I did such a thing.

But I suppose that’s more of a reason to tell: it’s the ROMYGOLD Drew stud-trim hobo.

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gryson sample sale!

No explanation needed, but because it’s me, well, some sort of yammering (relevant or not) is completely and totally obligatory, however gratuitous on my end.

Since reading about Joy Gryson a few years ago (in 2007-2008 ish when I just discovered this oh-so-lovely niche of fashion blogging), I’ve fallen in love with the brand’s aesthetic. The Korean-American started her career in the powerhouses – Liz Claiborne, Coach, Calvin Klein – working her way up eventually to the esteemed Director of Design & Development for Marc Jacobs Handbags and Accessories. I’ve always been a bit of a groupie when it came to any of the Marc Jacob handbag collections, be it the main or diffusion line, and it’s no doubt that I’d follow her once she launched Gryson in 2006. Since her personal debut, her bags have been nothing more covetable for the everyday woman. Perfectly discreet yet iconic in it’s own right, with just enough of both structure and slouch for that  je ne sais quoi factor. The color blocking and shade selections are incredible as well…

Once a fan, always a fan.

Plus, a sample sale never hurt the soul. Let me live vicariously through you whilst I stomp crankily around in my heels from class to class those few days. You think I’m bitter? You haven’t tried Lindt’s Excellence 90% Cocoa dark chocolate bars yet. I so happen to think they’re perfectly sweet, so let that be a clue into how I’m feeling right about now…

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abc finds it for you: a small, black, everyday bag (preferably cross-body)

… because who isn’t on the seemingly infinite prowl for the perfect, small, black, everyday bag? Preferably of the cross-body variety to keep the hands free to clutch onto other essentials (e.g., two searing hot, soy lattes with an extra shot of espresso, and no, the other one isn’t for my boss, but for myself).

“… I’m after a small black bag for weekend/relatively casual wear, something that I can use when I’m tired of carrying a big bag…something that isn’t going to weigh me down. I’m thinking a cross-body bag so that it frees up my hands (I already have a small hand held, an LV speedy), and no more than $300 if I can help it. Am trying to decide which I like, so far I was thinking something like this.

But am open to suggestions and hoping you might have some ideas – I don’t know what styles are still going to be around for a while – I don’t want something that’s going to date. Please please please do you have any ideas, or what small bag would you be buying right now, if you needed to…?”

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The ABC’s (ha!) of shopping for any handbag, regardless of occasion or type, are the same. It’s quite a simple yet effective criterion of the quintessential bag whore: it must be affordable, of utmost quality, and of indisputable timelessness (classic by your standard, not by the style books – though those have potential to be helpful). Here’s what I found, all under $300:

Zara “Sequinned Clutch Bag,” $89.90.  I’m not opposed to sequins during the day as it adds dimension to an otherwise flat or monochromatic outfit (or perhaps I was a magpie in my first life). Sequins, in moderation and balance, can be an unusual yet elegant twist on the rectangular handbag. Its simple shape renders itself a canvas for those unique touches that can take your everyday handbag to the next level.

And yes, that last cliché was totally necessary.

Whiting & Davis “Metal Mesh Cross-body bag,” $108. I’m one of those people (also known as bag whores) who believe a handbag is more telling of who you are than anything else – and on that factor alone, it should be one that is meaningful to you in one way or another. Founded in 1878, Whiting & Davis has since been renowned worldwide for its signature metal mesh handbags, whose inspiration ranges from Victorian to Art Deco (!) influences.

There’s no question I adore this one (as it’s on my personal “yes please!” list) for its contemporary take on a classic silhouette. The mesh gives the bag edge and just enough subtle shine for a little something – it’d be beautiful with a le smoking, a fluttery dress, or slung around the shoulder over a little leather jacket worthy of a Harley Davidson. The versatility of pairings and vibes it has potential to exude are endless.

Marc by Marc Jacobs “Classic Q Percy,” $198. Marc by Marc Jacobs always has a fantastic collection of contemporary and deliciously leather bags. It’s a surefire classic, discreet and unoffensive for day. And while I’m usually not a fan of logos of any kind, the gold plate lends the perfect amount of industrial detailing.

Here’s the catch: there’s not the slightest doubt that I adore black (it’s a color in my book, regardless of the scientific research). But for this particular bag, black is a bit too classic. Predicable. Boring. Blah. You get the gist. The leather in “Dirty Martini” is absolutely lush (the name helps as well), and the gold version is sexxxy with a triple X. Saw the gold in real life, and I can attest to it’s beauty. It’s neither flashy nor tacky at all. Just glorious.

Marc by Marc Jacobs “Classic Q Karlie,” $258. Pebbled leather makes me swoon, and bags of this silhouette make my heart palpitate. It’s just the right amount of deconstruction and slouch paired with structure. And while similar in shape and style to the Percy above, it’s the slightest changes in shape, pleating and hardware detailing that make it just about perfect in any color. I love that the pleating and curved shape makes it more feminine.

And for the obligatory “but” clause: There’s no denying or skiring around the issue of how beautiful this bag is in a rich Bordeaux with silver hardware. There’s nothing like a wine red accessory in an everyday outfit, be it a swipe of lipstick, a vampy nail polish, or a handbag.

Rebecca Minkoff “M.A.C.,” $295. This bag has become ubiquitous in its own right, and for good reason: it’s simple with just enough edge and versatile, making it a practical everyday handbag. I suppose it’d only be fair to disclose that I also so happen to like this bag more for its acronym: this, my lovelies, is the “Morning-After Clutch.”

Even with the countless variations Rebecca Minkoff has available, I’ll always prefer the black with silver hardware (the shiny gold looks too tacky for my liking). The size is ideal for everyday – roomy enough for the essentials and a few extra bits and bobs, yet compact so there’s no overwhelm. Throw it over the shoulders for day, and tuck in or remove the chain strap for a clutch on a night out.

(An aside: She has a holiday exclusive where you can gift (for yourself, too) a monogrammed handbag from her core collection! It’s like L.L. Bean for the urban American girl, only far more luxurious!)

Be&D “Karsten,” $398. So what if I love Be&D because a girlfriend of mine landed her first internship for the designers a few summers back? It’s only fair I attribute my soft spot for the brand to her – if not for her, I wouldn’t have found out about this brand before it became more mainstream (I’m quite proud, if you can’t tell.) But enough of that. It’s lambskin, for one (there’s nothing like a buttery leather bag…). There’s no skirting around its 1950s tribute with such ladylike silhouette and design – for that, I adore. It’s a bit reminiscent of the classic Chanel silhouette, but more so as an ode than a blatant re-branding (another thing for which I adore). The long chain strap makes it versatile for wear across the body, on the shoulders or tucked in for a feminine clutch.

Yes, it’s not black (I’m aware), but I couldn’t help but include this baby in a list of perfect, everyday handbags. The colorblocking of a nude-taupe with a navy, petrol-blue is a stunning combination; it’d contrast yet tie in beautifully with denim.

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And there you have it, a post of +1,000 words waxing poetic over handbags. Don’t you poke fun: I know you feel the same way about them, too.

But let’s talk handbags for a bit, here (as if you haven’t had enough already). What are personal favorites (ideal or in I.R.L., both are perfectly valid!) for a small, everyday bag? Do me a favor and keep the self-professed bag whore in the loop.

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Questions and whatever else vaguely relevant, send it here: abitcoquettish@gmail.com. I don’t bite, promise.  

when the term “bag whore” becomes pervasive in every which aspect

Essie‘s Fall 2011 collection is called “Brand New Bag.”

Let’s take a deep breath, here. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Do you hear the pitter-patter of my leetle heart palpitating? I bet you do, from wherever you are.

I love fall (!). I love bags (next to venti hazelnut lattes, black coffee with two shots of espresso and chocolate). I love nail polishes (again,  next to all the aforementioned listed in the parenthetical aside). I love deep, sexy, murky colors.

So, naturally, when you put all of my favorite things together – Essie’s latest collection – you’re left with six to-die-for, classic shades and a girl too eager to whip out the plastic card.

Fall 2011′s theme is understated luxury. An homage to handbags, of course, but more so a tribute to a return to sophistication and true, ladylike glamor. Classics with a twist, re-invented for the modern day woman.

Carry On – magnetic mulberry merlot
Glamour Purse - blushed almond
Case Study – rich caramel beige
Power Clutch – enigmatic khaki green gone grey
Very Structured – creamy, burnt sienna brown
Lady Like - pretty, demure pink; a bit greyed & dirty

If I was Rachel Zoe I’d be nonplussed-ly repeating “I DIE, I DIE, I DIE” like a broken record. Only she is better at feigning cool, nonchalance than I.

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