Last night I found myself, in the first week of August, sensing a hint of autumn in the air. Rather than gnashing my teeth at the prospect of the summer slipping away, I took the opportunity to watch an episode of Gilmore Girls (which, legally, you can only do in autumn), and was reminded of the totally deranged storyline in which a teenage Rory is given a Birkin by an equally teenage Logan Huntzberger. While I am willing to suspend disbelief up to a point, even I have my limits, and I’m thrown off by this bizarre exercise in gift-giving each time a clip pops up on my timeline. But personal gripes aside, one thing they did get right is the awe that surrounded the accessory. (Lest we forget Rory’s alarmed grandmother chirping: “That is a very nice bag.”)

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