Fit For A Fyodorovna
You may recall that the last Botkier purse featured on ArmCandy was the deliciously pretty little thing known as the Clyde Bag.
Today, we’re Botkiering again but from a totally different angle. Forget delicacy and femininity. Forget softness and sweetness. What we have here is the Emily stirrup bag, (funny really, the Clyde should be called Emily and vice versa, right?). It’s a slightly stern, serious purse, not quite a tote, not quite a shoulder bag — metallic in colour and very KGB in style.
Now, how on earth does such a purse avoid masculinity? And what kind of woman would own such a thing?
A woman who works in a male-dominated field, that’s who. For example… oh, say, a female Russian secret agent. Cold as ice on the outside yet warm and strong on the inside, this is the perfect "I could kill you with my bare hands and a stilletto" purse. A fine example of a purse taking on the characteristics of the owner, no?
Or if not a Russian agent… well, a fifteen-year old goth kid with a more than generous trust fund. It’s a very small world when it comes to purses.
Botkier, you’ve surprised me!
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