For those who love a good handbag at a reasonable price (and good sale)

While exiting a department store the other day, I heard a woman behind me murmur “I like your Brahmin.” I was startled, but then reminded that her words have become a steady refrain whenever I tote a Brahmin bag, purse or wallet.

People lay eyes on my handbags before they look at my face. Even a security guard at the executive mansion said he liked my purse. Who needs an ID when your bag is a Brahmin?

One woman noticed my bag in a Facebook photo and called me on the telephone (rather than text or email or simply walk across the street since she’s my neighbor) to tell me that a “piece of paper” was still on my purse. I’m like “WHAT are you talking about?” “How did she know?

She supersized the photo!! Never mind that I am pictured with the first Black governor in Virginia and the U.S. No mention of him!

I was done!

The “paper” btw, was the piece of clear plastic on the purse’s zipper pull. I am always rushing and never noticed the dang plastic! I mean, really?

The other lady from the store who recently complimented me on my purse proudly showed me her emerald green Brahmin, which I had not noticed.

I drooled.

I want it.

Flash back: I’ll never forget a retreat that I attended in 2019 for one of my philanthropic organizations. Many of the women had arrived straight from BWI or train station and brought their luggage into the meeting room. An assortment of Brahmin bags lined a rear wall!

“We’re so bougie,” I thought, shaking my head.

So I’ve decided to start blogging about my Brahmin encounters.