I mean, look, there are Birkins, and then there are *Black* Birkins. It’s just…different. It’s like the difference between a nice sedan and a freakin’ Rolls Royce. Both get you from A to B, but one makes you feel like a queen.
From what I’ve been reading, it seems everyone and their grandmother is after a Black Birkin. Like, the Hermès website (or what you can glean from the articles about it, anyway) keeps popping up with “authentic HERMES Togo Birkin 25 in Black” this and “HERMES Togo Birkin 30 in Black” that. It’s all Togo leather this, calfskin that… Honestly, the details kinda blur after a while. But the *black* part? That always stands out.
And don’t even get me started on the different sizes. They got the 25, the 30, probably even bigger ones. Makes you wonder, right? What size *is* the perfect Black Birkin? Personally, I’m leaning towards the 25. It’s just so… chic. But then again, the 30 seems like it could actually *hold* stuff, which, you know, is kind of a plus when you’re a human being and not just a walking advertisement.
There’s even this thing about it costing more in 2025, supposedly. Apparently, a 35 cm Hermes Black Birkin in Clemence leather with palladium hardware is the holy grail. Oh em gee! I want it now! But, yeah, probably can’t afford it anyway, sigh.
And then there’s the leather. Togo, Box… it’s all Greek to me. Apparently, Box calfskin is “supple,” which sounds nice. Togo is “textured,” which also sounds fancy. I guess you just gotta feel ’em to know, right?
Okay, but back to the black. Why *black*? I think it’s the versatility. It goes with everything. You can wear it with jeans and a t-shirt, or a cocktail dress, and it just *works*. It’s timeless. It’s elegant. It’s… well, it’s a Black Birkin!
The “Sellier” part that sometimes gets thrown in there? I honestly don’t know the difference, and at this point I’m too afraid to ask. Probably some fancy stitching technique that makes it cost even *more*.
But here’s the real kicker: getting your hands on one. Forget just *buying* one. You gotta play the Hermès game. You gotta build a “relationship” with the sales associate. You gotta buy a bunch of scarves and ashtrays. It’s a whole *thing*. Is it worth it? Maybe. Probably. I mean, it’s a Black Birkin, after all. It’s, you know, basically a status symbol, and a beautiful bag, and something that will likely be talked about forever. Who wouldn’t want one?
