Looks like Halloween came early this year!
DISCLAIMER:
The image that you are about to see is grotesque and horrifying. You will not be able to un-see the following picture so please proceed with caution. It is suggested that you move you children away from the computer as they may be scarred for life upon glance at the monster that is about to appear on screen.
READY???
MY EYES!!!
MY EYES!!!
OH MY GOD!!!
THE HORROR!!!
What the hell are we looking at?
That, my dear readers, is the inside of my latest purchase
A vintage CHANEL tote in yellow lambskin leather
with absolutely ZERO LINING.
NONE.
NO LINING.
Just sticky ripped up goo inside of this once ridiculously pricey piece of leather artistry.
Here is a closer look at the interior
Why did I buy such an incredibly trashed handbag?
It's yellow.
It's CHANEL.
And now
It's MINE.
Oh, and the price was killer.
KILLER!!!
Hello, my pretty....
Okay, so scary ass lining aside... this bag is good. Hella good. It has no major flaws on the exterior leather other than normal dirt from everyday wear and a small pen mark.
I've already done some research and have found a company that will restore my handbag to it's prime condition. The lining will be replaced and the leather will get a super duper cleaning and conditioning. Fab-u-lous!
Now...
Are you ready for the scandal???
Upon receipt of my purse, I glanced at the lining and saw what I thought was an authentication tag in the zippered pocket. I couldn't exactly get to it so I did what any sane person would have done and RIPPED IT OUT!!
Why not? Was the interior going to suffer because of it? I thought not.
Business cards.
I found business cards. 2 actually. Belonging to the same person. Oh, this must have been her purse. Why'd this crazy bitch trash her amazing handbag? I know you know what I did next...
GOOGLE TIME!
That's right, Google. I love Google. Everything you didn't know that you wanted to know about anyone you've ever met, dreamed about, bought purses from - it's right there! On the internet. Good, bad, naked... For all to see. I love it!
With minimal effort on my part, I found dirt - and not just on the bag - on the former owner of this tip-top-trashed CHANEL tote.
Shut up!
Crazy, right?
So, how is it that I came to own this handbag once owned by such a criminal woman? Here is my guess. I think that the lady fled overseas leaving behind a home. In that home, lies all of her designer possessions, purchased with stolen funds. The feds come in, seize the items and search for remaining money. Maybe it's in the lining of the bag... Let's rip it and find out.
All of the remaining designer articles are then sold via consignment store and the money goes to the state to payback the wronged people.
True story? Maybe. I guess we'll never know
What I do know it that this yellow beauty is going to the spa and will be returned shortly to its new owner (moi) to live a less thrilling but crime-free lifestyle. AND that I have an am-aaaa-zing story to tell at parties!
