I’m fortunate to have experienced a few great loves in my short life. Some are inanimate and some are even intangible. One of these loves manages to fall under both categories. I love books. I love the way that stories can sweep me up and, for as much time as I can spare that day, I can go somewhere else and I am completely lost. One of my favorites is “The Great Gatsby,” by F. Scott Fitzgerald. When I first read of Nick Carraway’s time on Long Island Sound, I was adrift in the 1920s. Fitzgerald’s florid writing style allowed my imagination to run wild envisioning the extravagant parties that were so commonplace at the time. I always imagined myself in attendance wearing a simple dress, hairpin curls with an embellished headband and a strand of pearls that hung down to my waist. The perfect clutch would have completed my ensemble and I would have fit right in.
The perfect clutch, like my other accessories, should project relevance and sophistication, rather than flash and trends. I don’t take myself too seriously, but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate great works and fantastic authors. That is why I am in love with Kate Spade‘s Book of the Month clutch. This clutch (it also comes in an adorable tote) is perfect for me and makes a definitive statement about my personality. Until it finds itself resting peacefully in my closet, it will rest peacefully on my wish list.