Sunday, 27 March 2011

Pauric Sweeney and Divine Intervention

I'm not known for my timing. I'm the gal who shows up a day early to parties (it has happened but at least my priorities are straight), a day late to the dentist and who forgets daylight savings (cue: mass panic this morning). This inability to sync in with the cosmos has lead me to miss out on many a sale (Anne Bullitt's vintage wardrobe at Adam's auctioneers comes to mind) , hot date or as my move to London from 2002 - 2006 predicated - an SSIA. As a wise man once said, "them's the breaks!"

What the wise man didn't forsee was a reprival streak where one could recoup time and opportunities lost; mine so happened to be this week. A hot tip from Irish Tatler about a Pauric Sweeney sample sale came over my desk and low and behold - I actually had some cash in the attic to spare this time. Defying the laws of gravity, time and space continuum et al, I managed to get from Kimmage to Fitzwilliam Square South about five minutes early without my feet actually touching the ground (Dublin Bus beware!) and slapped my name on a metallic snakeskin beauty. When I came back the following day to pay for and collect my winnings, I found two ladies (gasp!) posing with my baby in the mirror! Too late missus - that bad boy is mine! (Mind you I didn't actually say that but my interior monologue can be very dramatic.) I am now the proud owner of a Pauric Sweeney bag. I'd like to thank the universe for rewiring me to the greater sartorial consciousness. Next stop, dinner with Antonio Marras, a wardrobe swap with Anna dello Russo and free shoes for a year from Net-a-Porter.





3 comments:

Liv said...

Nice work! I missed his sample sale in Florence last November, and now I can't believe I've also missed it in Dublin...

Kit-Cat-Kitty-Cat said...

So jealous of the bag! I missed it as I was in London, I was soothing myself with thoughts that there probably wouldn't be anything decent...and then I saw this bag. Good choice!

Annmarie said...

oh no! trust me - i know how you feel. i've lost count of how many sales i've missed out on due to bad timing. i think the fashion gods decided to throw me a bone - or a bag in this case!

axx