How to Choose a Classic Chanel Bag
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## Translation:
"This is a classic piece, never goes out of style."
"This is a limited edition, only 500 in the world."
"This is the latest model, many celebrities are carrying it."
I stood in the Chanel boutique, the gentle voice of the sales assistant echoing in my ears, surrounded by an array of handbags. Black, white, red, checkered, quilted, sequined... Each one was so beautiful, so captivating that I couldn't tear my eyes away.
This was my first time buying Chanel. As a newly promoted office worker, I wanted to reward myself. But I never expected the choice to be so difficult.
"Would you like to try this one?" The sales assistant handed me a black classic. "It's perfect for work."
I took the bag. The leather was soft, the hardware gleaming. As I slung it over my shoulder, the reflection in the mirror instantly looked more elegant. But when I turned to another mirror, my gaze was drawn to a burgundy new edition.
"That one is also very nice," I murmured.
"Yes, this is the new color for this year, very flattering to the skin tone," the sales assistant immediately understood and handed me the burgundy bag.
And so, I kept trying on different bags in front of the mirror, each one irresistible. Time ticked by, and beads of sweat formed on my forehead.
"Maybe... I should think about it some more?" I said awkwardly.
The sales assistant maintained her professional smile. "Of course, take your time."
Leaving the boutique, I wandered aimlessly through the mall. Passing by a coffee shop, I saw a familiar figure through the window—my former colleague, Xiaoyu.
She was sitting by the window, a Chanel bag placed in front of her. It was a white chain bag, simple and elegant. I noticed her fingers gently caressing the bag, her eyes tender, as if touching a treasure.
Memories suddenly rushed back to three years ago. Back then, Xiaoyu and I worked at the same company, both as ordinary clerks. Once, after payday, she excitedly told me, "I've finally saved enough to buy a Chanel!"
"Which one are you getting?" I asked.
"That white chain bag," her eyes sparkled. "I've wanted it since college."
Later, she did buy that bag. She carried it to work every day, reluctant to switch even on rainy days. Once, I accidentally spilled coffee on it, and she almost cried.
"You know," she said while carefully wiping it, "this isn't just a bag, it's my dream."
Thinking back now, perhaps it was this kind of determination that helped her advance in her career. Last year, I heard she had moved to a better company and was now in management.
Standing outside the coffee shop, I watched Xiaoyu sipping her coffee gracefully, the white bag resting quietly on the table, glowing softly in the sunlight.
Suddenly, I understood something.
Turning back to the Chanel boutique, I walked straight to the black classic.
"I'll take this one," I told the sales assistant.
She looked surprised. "Are you sure? Don't you want to look at the other styles?"
I shook my head and smiled. "No need, this is what I truly want."
As I swiped my card, my hand was steady. This wasn't an impulsive decision, but a well-considered one. Just like how I chose my current job and my current life, it was because this was what I truly wanted.
Leaving the boutique, the sun was shining brightly. Carrying my new bag, my steps were light. Perhaps I would buy more Chanel bags in the future, but this one would always be the most special.
Because it wasn't just a bag—it was a promise I made to myself: to choose what I truly want and to move forward with unwavering determination.