Ahhh Fendi | A friendly Challenge

Ahhh Fendi. I heart you. We met in 2001 at your Venice home. I immediately knew you were the one. The perfect wallet to stash my pesetas in. From the way you closed, how you fit neatly in my purse, to your pretty "F's", I was in love. I skipped meals to pay for you. For nine years, you never let me down.  Every time I held you into my hands you put a smile on my face. By just feeling you in my hands, I was taken back to my semester abroad in Spain. Soon though your age began to show. I tried to fix you. The Fendi man said you were beyond repair. I did not want to give up on you. I even looked to see if you had a twin. The Fendi man (mean Fendi man) said you were an original.  None of your younger siblings could even compare.  In the end, it was time to replace you. While I like (not love) your replacement, it makes me smile. Smile because every time I hold it in my hands... I think of you.
Ahhh Fendi.





The Director's Comment:
You know it is time for a break when you write a love note to your ten year old wallet. 
Love, The Director
* For the record, I would like to add The Director has a similar relationship with a certain Furla wallet.