That Bag I Craved

Back in 2010, I walked into my boss's office to attend a meeting.  Immediately my eyes fell on a STUNNING bag.  I didn't know much about that brand but I fell in love with that bag.  The color, the cut, the material, my eyes feasted on it for the duration of that meeting.  

Later on, I found out the brand and that the stockists are limited and mainly in Europe.  It was Goyard. 

After that, everytime I passed by France, I somehow never found the time to pass by Goyard.  I did find the St; Louis PM sacs through personal shoppers and resellers.  But nothing tickled my fancy.  Not until I came across the Anjou:

This was pretty enough. I took the decision to buy it and tried through a personal shopped to source it despite the UK lockdown delays.  Everytime I was about to contact the personal shopper, something happened and stopped me.  Madre said maybe you're not meant to have this specific bag.

Anyways long story short, I found THAT bag, the model, the colour, preloved but in perfect condition and I couldn't help myself and click the payment button.

Here is my baby, 11 years onwards, the universe listened and landed THAT BAG I CRAVED on my plate.  

This is a small example how we get everything our heart craves if we are patient enough.  The universe does shuffle things in our advantage.  Hence, this is a reminder to hold on to my wishes and dreams.  I will get there somehow.

Till we meet again,

Sedeso