Darlings… I know. I’ve been terribly quiet. Vanished. Vanished like the last splash of champagne at a long-forgotten soirée. And if you’ve been wondering where I’ve been…well, let’s just say, not even a well-placed brooch could pin me down.

But come closer. Let me tell you everything.

 

Sometimes, Even a Handbag Needs a Moment

You see, even a refined handbag like me isn’t immune to life’s whirlwind. There I was perfectly perched, polished to a gentle glow, when suddenly, the world around me changed pace. Not dramatically. Not loudly. Just… subtly. Like the way late summer turns into early autumn.

I’ve been away, yes. But not idle. Observing. Listening. Watching the world from the quiet corners of ateliers and train compartments. Folding memories into my lining, one whispered moment at a time. Because true craftsmanship, and a good story, takes time.

 

Life Behind the Lining

While you’ve been off sipping espressos, carrying dreams, and juggling days filled with meaning, I’ve been keeping secrets in silk pockets. One was shaped like a mountain sunrise in Northern Italy. Another smelled faintly of tobacco leaves and sea salt,  a café in Napoli, if you must know.

And somewhere in between, I remembered why I came to be.
Not just to hold your keys. But to hold space for your becoming.

That, my dear, takes more than stitching. It takes soul.

 

The World Spun, But I Held My Shape

Do you know what I’ve learned? That elegance doesn’t vanish when it’s unseen. It waits. It listens. And when it returns, it arrives more grounded, more certain, more real. Not louder, never louder, but wiser.

And now, here I am again. Just as you left me, but perhaps a little more… textured. A little more filled with things that matter.

 

A Little Gift, Just For You

So, to make up for my absence, I’ve brought back a few stories. Quiet ones, mostly. Stories you can feel rather than hear. Stories stitched into invisible places. We’ll talk of true craftsmanship, of time, of slow hands and steady hearts. But only if you’ll let me.

 

Tell Me, Love…

Have you, too, stepped away quietly lately? Not to disappear, but to realign? To remember who you are beneath the layers?

If so, I see you. And I promise, you haven’t missed a thing. Because the most elegant returns happen not in a rush… but with grace.

With all my layers, tanti baci💋

Stay fabulous!