Back to Work with My 12-Year-Old Liz Bag
THE YEAR WAS 2009, and I decided to walk the several blocks from Rockefeller Center, where I’d had the most lovely experience doing a Today show segment, to my office in Midtown. It was a warm August morning, and stores were just opening. I was weaving my way past Saks Fifth Avenue when I did something I had never done before, haven’t done since, and had no business doing then. I saw a handbag in the window. It was a “Liz bag” in form and function, in shape and texture, from vibe to versatility. Knowing that the price would knock me out but that this was a timeless style I’d love forever, I walked straight to the handbag department—thinking, “I am going to buy this bag, aren’t I?”—and bought her. I…