I was walking down Third Street in Los Angeles, and I’d been on the hunt for an orange bag for five months. It had to be this exact, perfect orange. I was walking by and this Rebecca Minkoff bag was on the mannequin and I was like there, that’s my purse. I made them take it down and then it was mine! The scarf was my husband’s and he used to always wear it on his wrist. He wore it when I first met him, so now I’ve taken it. It’s hanging in there by a thread.