Handbag Porn: Wallet Edition

Wallets tend to be the last thing I think of when it comes to putting together my look. And that’s exactly why I carried the same one from college until about age 27 — I just never thought about it.

Rather, I never thought about it until a friend accused me of carrying a mom wallet. And she was right — my shit-brown, worn-out billfold was stuffed with coins, old bobby pins, and the signature mom item: a checkbook.

I was finally shamed into upgrading, but not without many wasted years of ugly wallet-carrying. Don’t let my cautionary tale be for naught — here are some lovely wallets in which to put your personal effects: