Oh yes I am. I love my bags. I love them dearly.
I love them dearly because my bags are dear. Literally.
My fascination with bags started when I was 9 or 10 I think.
Even at that age when I had no mobile phone or money that I could call my own, I always had a shoulder or hand bag as a fashion accessory.
I didn’t care that all I had inside were play money from playing Monopoly all day long
My fascination with bags stayed with me….well, until the present time, really.
But I was in my freshman year at University when I fell in love with designer bags.
Not the Guess, Nine West or Lacoste brands of this world. No….I discovered the real deal. Luxury handbags all the way!
I was 17 years old when I first clapped eyes on a genuine Louis Vuitton bag. My best friend took it to University. She had a Louis Vuitton handbag and we were barely out of our teens!
So I fell in love with Mr. Vuitton at a tender age of 17. No man has ever captured my heart the way Mr. Vuitton did.
And there was no looking back.
That was in 1990. It was not until 17 years later that I was able to afford my very first Louis Vuitton handbag.
And yes, because my Husband loves me so much, he also bought a bag shelf to house all my bags.
I normally have the LV bags in their dust bags but took them out of their dust bags for the purpose of taking this photo 
I thought the obsession will stop after I “acquired” (I call it “investment”!) the first bag (the black one in the photo above) but it didn’t.
So I saved up some more and bought another one. And another one. And another one.
Yes, that is why they call this an obsession.
While others “invest” on high-end wrist watches, golf clubs, their vino collection or their yachts, expensive gears for their cycling or mountaineering or scuba diving hobbies, I invest on my beloved bags.
Because I consider my bags investments, they are all well looked after. Each bag has fillers to ensure they retain their shape.
They’re also insured.
I take each bag out of their dust bags and check them out from time to time. I didn’t want my bags thinking I’m neglecting them or anything.
Oh and yes, I keep all the boxes (and the paper bags!) the bags came in to. Just in case. Yes, I admit…I’m a hoarder too!
All my bags have their own nicknames. I won’t divulge here though. Coz then you think I’m really crazy! LOL
Me at the Louis Vuitton Christmas cocktails for "special" customers.
What about you? What is your ‘obsession’ in life?
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