So I have this one handbag that I call it Tiffany (or Tiff) because it's almost like the Tiffany & Co.'s blue.
It is a gorgeous colour but I find it difficult to match it with my outfit most of the time hence why it barely gets out of its dust bag.
Every time I talk about wanting a (navy/ dark) blue bag, Zayana would remind me "Tiff apa jadi Aisya?" and a huge sense of guilt would hit me.
See, Tiff was bought solely for me, Tiff isn't one of the "loaned" bags from Mummy. So considering that I do not wear it often, I feel extra bad cause it is not living its life's purpose!
"When was the last time the poor bag saw sunlight?" - Zayana making me feel like a terrible owner. A sad autobiography titled "Aku sebuah handbag" automatically writes itself in my head every time Zayana reminds me of Tiff..
Today Mummy sent me a bunch of handbags pictures.. And not just any colour, but blue handbags..
Me: Don't you already have many blue handbags? I feel like you do
Mummy: I do not have xxx in bright blue. You already took one of the xxx's blue
Me: But you have xxxx in electric blue, that's bright..
Mummy: But I need a small one!
(You see where I get my shopping habits right?)
Me: Well, if you ask for my opinion, I think square > wallet on chain > rectangle in terms of the blue colour. Oh and don't forget about Tiff! She's small and blue
Mummy: You can pass Tiff to me
And just like that, a plot twist wrote itself for the "Aku sebuah handbag" story..
Aku sangka hariku sudah tidak bermakna lagi, tetapi nasibku berubah pada suatu malam. Satu cahaya yang amat terang menyinari hidupku. Aku dapat merasakan Aisya datang hampir kepadaku dan mencapaiku dari dalam wardrobenya. Dari dalam dust bagku, aku dapat merasakan "Inilah waktuku keluar!". Aku teruja sekali apabila aku mendengar Aisya berkata "Tiff, from now on you will be going out with Mummy more often". Akhirnya! Hidupku bermakna semula
