This bag is legitimately the only thing making me want to get dressed.

Bag c/o Shorts (similar) Lipstick Sandals

When I was in my early twenties, I did a lot of shopping on Canal Street, in New York City. Well, not on Canal Street itself; that's mostly fruit stands and storefronts selling plastic frogs and three-for-the-price-of-one Big Apple t-shirts, all of which I'm all stocked up on, thanks. Where I did my shopping was in the fluorescent-lit, cement walled rooms above and behind these storefronts; you got to them by following someone muttering "real bags gucci chanel gucci chanel" down an alleyway, and then through a locked door and down winding hallways until you got to the place where the bags were stacked ten-deep on white plastic tables.