I’m going to go ahead and admit it: I’m a fiend for handbags. All accessories, really, but handbags are my special love. I don’t actually own as many as people think I do – only 9, but they are mercilessly edited. Nor do I stick only to extremely high-priced bags, two in my current collection are designer lines by Target. I have a black Gucci bag that is circa 1988, that my mother brought back from Italy when she was an international flight attendant for TWA, as well as a 1989 LV bag that came from Paris. I don’t carry these, however, because I would die if something spilled on them.