Sharon Feinstein

I don’t think Victoria Beckham or Kate Moss notice a new handbag, they come and go and are in abundance. Now, I’m not saying I don’t have a few of my own handbags at the top of the wardrobe, but the last few were copies I bought at the night market in Thailand, and cost just a few quid. So I was in a state of  fear, trepidation and horror when I saw a Christian Louboutin bag that I decided I absolutely had to have.
I was just walking out of Selfridges and it caught my eye sitting all alone in a glass cabinet, beckoning to women to come and get it. I had a little windfall last week you see, making me feel a whole lot better, and it may all have gone to my head. I managed to walk out of Selfridges but the spell had been cast, and women everywhere will know exactly what I mean. There’s something you really want and you know you simply shouldn’t but that’s just not good enough. What about the lure and shine of sweeties, how do you resist when they look so inviting?
The next day I was down at the Louboutin shop in a flash,  examining and deliberating until I’d driven everyone to distraction. Even the lovely security guy had been roped in to helping me. Needless to say I have the bag here at home sitting on the sofa like a new friend. It’s ridiculously extravagant and far too fantastic to ever use and risk marking, damaging or dirtying. I am still getting over the spend but you know what Oscar Wilde said – Where there is no extravagance there is no love, and where there is no love there is no understanding. So what the hell, I’m clearly a very, very loving person and full of great understanding.