Since I was a child I've gone back and forth from my moms to my dads.
Every week I would pack pack a rather less than stylish bag.
I became somewhat like a gypsy, constantly on the move.
So as the years when on my holdalls changed, getting bigger but not necessarily better.
When I realised fashion was for every one and not just models I aspired to grander bags.
Bags not only of practicality but of style, and that's when I stumbled across Louis Vuitton.
A bag of style and substance one day I was going to have it.
I talked my self into the thought that it would make the rigmarole of packing twice or three times a week a enjoyable chore.
The fund was always started at the beginning of the month, you will save up!
In my head I would say ill save money, honest I will.
Guess what it never happened. I needed the Keepall 60.
After years of dreams my ambitions grew and now I realised other bags would help too.
The Never full GM would be ideal for college and my folders would fit great!
Ohh and the Speedy fantastic for work more professional than the never full but just as useful.
Once agin I was convinced I needed them too.
The funds never fell in line by trying to save.
But one day I was lucky enough to come in to some money with thanks to my Grandad.
There i had it, i could get my dream bags...
My grandad, being the tin man!
My bags, the Keepall 60, the Never full GM and the Speedy 35. Thank you grandad.
It might seem extravagant or a waste but they really have made my voyages back and forth
less of a chore, now it's something I don't try to get out of.
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