I stopped coveting LVs

There was a time in my life - age 29 to 31 - when I wished I had an LV. I would look enviously at people I know who would carry a new LV every few months. I wondered why it was so easy for them to buy an LV so often when it seemed so hard for me. A rich husband? Generous parents? Rent-a-bag web sites? Scrimping and saving?

I wanted an LV so much then. But forking out over $1K for a bag from my savings was ridiculous. And there was no way I'll save on lunch and buying new clothes every month just so I could buy that LV bag after several months. So I satisfied my craving for an LV by surfing the Web site and visiting the LV store.

HM calls LV a "lao cha bor" brand (I laughed and laughed when she told me that) and some friends eschew LV because of the many aunties carrying fakes around. Still to be seen with an LV is like a sign that you've made it in life for a woman, rich husband or no.

But after the birth of my son, I stopped coveting an LV. It was no longer important that I had an LV. Time spent with my son, the joyful moments between just two of us, seeing him smile and laugh became more valuable than owning an LV bag. The Lord has blessed me with so much already.

I still like buying new bags, especially lovely uniquely-designed leather ones from Pedder Red, Bebe, Nine West, Indivi (which I buy in Japan) and once in a long while Furla. Now I'm eyeing the Longchamp Rival Tote (left) and Longchamp Vintage Tote; Alv is going to Paris for work in Sep and Longchamp is cheaper in Paris, I think (I don't know how much they cost yet!) LV is cheaper there too but I've lost interest in it already. I no longer need an LV to make me feel happy and I'm very glad.