Being a woman – which I am! I have a strong love of fashion. I don’t think I am particularly stylish but I do adore shopping and its associated end results, even down to the welts that form on your arms and hands after carrying all of the bags through town – handbag perched on forearm, coffee in hand, collection of purchases gathering on one arm or the other – use the non coffee hand initially. (I will admit that the ensuing empty wallet is not such an attractive side effect.)
Back boobs and muffin tops
Handbags have got to be one of the most satisfying purchases of all time – like shoes and jewelry handbags will always fit. When you are purchasing minimiser bras (to be swiveled and worn on your back in tandem with your cleavage boosting regular bra) to mask the back boobs that have developed, you need something cheer you up. That handbag will still look amazing when your muffin top is in danger of needing a separate seat on the plane. Your fab shoes will fit when your favourite jeans are a distant memory and have been cut up into dusters.

Almost designer
I recently became the proud owner of what we will call an almost high end designer handbag – 0f the very expensive designer kind! Now is this handbag fake or is it real? Let’s face it, I have used it so surely it must be real – I mean I still have my wallet, my perfume, lip balm back up make up, …