Okay, so Miu Miu, right? We all know it’s basically Prada’s cooler, younger sister. The one who steals your clothes but somehow makes them look *way* better. And their bags? Oh honey, their bags are where the magic truly happens. You got your classic, quilted leather crossbody situation (which, let’s be honest, is a timeless staple), but then BAM! They throw in a curveball. Like, a bag covered in crystals that screams “I’m rich and I don’t even CARE if I spill my latte on this!” (Which, let’s face it, *would* happen to me.)
I saw something online the other day, talking about how Miu Miu bags reveal the “artesanato” – the craftsmanship. And, yeah, okay, that sounds real fancy and sophisticated. But honestly, sometimes I just look at a Miu Miu bag and think, “Wow, someone got PAID to glue a bunch of sparkly things onto this. Good for them!” Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the artistry, but it’s the *whimsy* that really gets me.
And listen, I’m not gonna lie, the price tag can be a bit… uh… *ouch*. That’s why I spend a shameful amount of time scouring FARFETCH for pre-owned Miu Miu. I mean, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do, right? Besides, buying pre-owned is basically like recycling, which makes me a good person. Or at least that’s what I tell myself.
They’ve got everything, too! From those adorable pochettes (which, let’s be real, are basically glorified coin purses but hey, they’re *designer* coin purses) to the clutches with gold chains and pearls. Seriously, it’s like a magpie’s dream. You just wanna grab everything and run off into the sunset, leaving a trail of glitter and debt in your wake. (Don’t actually do that, please.)
And the materials! Oh, the *pellami*. I’m pretty sure I just made that word up, but it *sounds* Italian, right? Anyway, they use the good stuff. The stuff that feels buttery soft and makes you wanna stroke it all day long. (Again, maybe don’t *actually* stroke your bag all day long. People will stare.)
