You see, this here Prada Galleria Saffiano Leather Bag, that’s a fancy name for a purse, ain’t it? My granddaughter, she’s always on that there internet, she told me all about it. Says it’s all the rage. All these young folks, they want one. Well, I seen a picture, it’s a nice enough lookin’ thing, I reckon.
They call it “Saffiano.” Sounds like some kinda fancy pasta, don’t it? But it’s leather. Real leather, they say. Not like that fake stuff you see at the flea market. They put some kinda pattern on it. Makes it look all… textured, I guess that’s the word. Like the bark on that old oak tree out back. My late husband, bless his soul, he used to carve his initials in that tree.
This here bag, it’s small. They call it “mini.” Now, I don’t know why anyone would want a tiny purse. Can’t fit much in there, can you? My old handbag, it’s big enough to hold a whole chicken, if you needed it to. And some potatoes, too. But these young girls, they just carry their phones and maybe a lipstick. Different times, I suppose.
And the price! Lord have mercy, the price! You could buy a whole cow for what they’re askin’ for this little thing! But folks are buyin’ ’em. My granddaughter, she says they’re cheaper in Italy. Says that’s where Prada comes from. Italy. Imagine that. A whole country just for purses.
- If you go to Italy, might be worth lookin’.
- They got these stores called “outlets.”
- Cheaper prices, she says.
Now, I heard tell there’s other fancy bags out there. “LV,” she says. That one is even more expensive than Prada Galleria. Why anyone would pay so much for a thing to carry their stuff in, I’ll never know. In my day, a good feed sack did just fine. And it didn’t cost you an arm and a leg. But that’s the way she goes, I guess. It is just a fashion, I think. I saw they sell shoes, too. And they are as expensive as a bag. Just crazy, right?
This Prada Saffiano Leather, it’s supposed to last a long time. They treat the leather some special way. Don’t ask me how. Probably some fancy machine they got over there in Italy. They say it doesn’t change color over time. That’s good, I suppose. Wouldn’t want your expensive purse turnin’ a funny color, would you?
They got these Prada stores all over the place. Even in the big cities, they got ’em. Big fancy stores, all glass and shiny lights. Makes my head spin just thinkin’ about it. I’d rather be out in the garden, tendin’ to my tomatoes. Those don’t cost a fortune, and they taste a whole lot better than a leather purse, I can tell you that much.
They got different colors, too. Black, mostly. Seems like everyone wants a black one. I reckon black goes with everything. My old coat, it’s black. Been wearin’ it for twenty years. Still good as new, almost. Just a few holes here and there. Nothing a little patchin’ can’t fix.
And they got handles on this here Prada Galleria bag. Two handles, they say. And a strap, too. So you can carry it different ways. Over your shoulder, or in your hand. Like you’re some kinda movie star, I reckon. They also put a tag there, that is called “removable”. I don’t know why you would want to remove it. How are people supposed to know it is a Prada bag if you do that?
You can buy these things online, too. My granddaughter, she showed me. Just a few clicks, and it’s on its way. Don’t even have to leave the house. Seems kinda lazy to me, but what do I know? I’m just an old lady who likes her peace and quiet. And her tomatoes. And if I really need to buy something, I will go to local stores and have a look.
They say if you change your mind about these Prada bags. Just send them back. They are easy about it. They also want you to sign up for something. I am not sure what that is about. You have to give your email address to them. So they can send you information about their stuff, I think. Maybe I should ask my granddaughter about it.
Well, that’s all I know about this Prada Galleria Saffiano Leather Bag. It is just a bag. But it is a famous bag, a fancy bag. Don’t know why anyone would need such a thing, but that’s just me. Maybe if I was younger, I’d want one, too. But I’m happy with my old handbag. It’s seen me through thick and thin. And it didn’t cost me a small fortune. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I hear my chickens callin’. Time to gather the eggs. You can’t get those online, you know. Not yet, anyway.