In São Paulo we saw an exhibition dedicated to the Lady Dior handbag. It consisted of dozens of interpretations of the object, made with amazing mastery. The feeling conveyed was that of ecstasy no less. I felt transported to a future where it would be possible (and desirable) to get married to your handbag, in church. (Your handbag would be able to divorce you, and leave with all the money.)
A few photos so that you get the idea:
In spite of the general spirit of obscene luxury, usually welcome in Russia, technically this exhibition would be illegal there:
Just before getting out I took a snap of myself. Too many handbags for me to stay happy, apparently.
Photos in better resolution are here.