The place was King Street, Manchester, where a luxury designer store had just arrived in town. This was the late 1990s and I was 19 years old. Grunge was still a thing, but I had ditched my usual outfit of boots, floral skirt and Oasis green cardigan in favour of something more elegant. That’s how much I wanted to step inside those four walls.There was a bag they sold that I had on a pinboard in my room. Kate Moss had it. So too did every other celebrity I admired. It was very simple really — a sort of carpet bag but rendered in the softest calf leather and with a tiny gold clasp.
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