I have to confess to having a Mulberry handbag which I really, really wanted for a while, when I got round to buying it and handing over a substantial amount of money for what is essentially a frippery, somehow it lost all its appeal in a thrill of the chase sort of way. Unfortunately at a later stage I inadvertently customised it with a leaking pen, so now it has a visible blob of ink to further enhance it
I remember listening to the psychologist, Oliver James, say that here in the west we waste a lot of time coveting stuff, because that's all it ever is "stuff" which ultimately doesn't make us happy. How true! I haven't bought a handbag for a while now, sometimes I look at them when I'm out and tell myself "you really don't need another, you don't use the ones you have nearly enough"