Boomerang bags and growing into it

Revisiting things, ideas, people

The first time I decided to buy a “grown up” bag I was in college. A freshman, fascinated by the idea of building a forever wardrobe. Pieces I’d keep for years to come.

That summer before school started, I meticulously selected a white spaghetti-strap shirt, gray romper, dark low-rise jeans, snake-embossed stiletto heels, a dark denim dress, and snak…