My name is Anu and I'm a bagaholic!

I love bags. Different sizes, colours, made from materials. Many women have a closetful of shoes. Me, I like them bags. Bags to me, is like what that blue, old blanket is for Linus (of Peanuts fame). Yeah, my bag is my security blanket. The world is mine, all mine, if I have my bag.

When it's time for window shopping, I look at bags. Impulse purchases? Bags as well. Favourite present to get (besides books) definitely a BAG!

While many women (and some metrosexual men) these days go out of their way to get the latest Gucci, Fendi, Louis Vuitton what is interesting is the handbag was created way back in the 14th century, as depicted in primodal Egyptian hieroglyphics showing them attached at the waist - called 'pockets'.

Can you imagine that these prehistoric bags were used more often by males than females? Seriously!!?? Now I've got this image of an Eqyptian pharaoh walking around with a bag attached to his waist.

People started taking bags serious in the 16th century. They used materials such as leather to produce a composition for holding everyday possessions.

With the rise of fashion as women in the 18th century, when women were allowed to be more revealing in their clothing styles. women found it necessary for stylish handbags to carry their essential tools including makeup kits, jewelry, fans, face powder, playing cards, and smelling salts. Purses was gradually popular, and the handbag industry began its evolution into what it has become today.

My current favourite is Tiny Tapir's funky reusable bags. Lightweight, colourful and able to hold weight up to 20kg, the bag is perfect for any shopping trip. And you save the environment too! For more information on the bags (and more environmentally friendly products) check out: www.tinytapir.com/

U can't have too much money, or too many bags.

Breathing again

For around four months, I felt like I was on an isolated island, away from the mainland where it all 'happened'.

Then I got used to it on my own, doing my own thing, trying to stay afloat.

Now suddenly it feels like someone has thrown me a lifebuoy. I see light on the other side. I am closer to life now. And for that I am grateful.

I can breathe again.

Life is like a box

of Krispy Kreme doughnuts...

(Doughnuts courtesy of the lovely people at ntv7)

You never know how it is going to taste, until u take a bite. Sometimes the pretty looking doughnuts are not as tasty as they should be. It's a risk you gotta take. Who knows, you may just like it.