Freudian handbag

Upon my last visit to Edinburgh, I happened to indulge in one of my vices - handbags. Goodness knows why I like them (aside from if they're made from leather, as in this case). There is often a sense of losing all sense of space, time, and even physics with them, as no matter how small or well organised the various internal zips may be, you can never find precisely what you're looking for for at least one minute.

I was immediately attracted to this one the moment I saw it. Two weeks later, at a certain light and at a certain angle, I realised why...