I was probably a three old when I first started having a look at people´s bags. I was a cute baby but also a creepy one as you can see. Years later, it´s the same me, a few years older but with the same essence: me loves to take a glance at purses, and bags, and even notebooks.. Continue reading
The world marks the start of Autumn in September, most likely when tree leaves start to turn yellow and summer breeze spins into a rather cold in your face air. To me, however, fall season began the day I wore socks to sleep because my feet were freezing.. Continue reading
There was a time I used to love big bags, the bigger the better. Uni days were rebellion days, bye backpacks hello actually fits-it-all bags (probably bought with my weekly pay check from teaching English..) Continue reading
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