stepping into the store the day a new shipment from louis vuitton came in was a surefire way to catch imogen . her shopping habit wasn’t going away any time soon , as evidenced by the large bags labeled dior , fendi , and chanel that hung haphazardly from her arms . eyes were zeroed in on one particular handbag . that pastel leather tote just had to be hers ... the only problem was she had no way of reaching the display , stacked too high for her to reach , especially with the weight of her shopping bags . bottom lip juts out in a pout when she realizes it’s impossible , ready to go off on a melodramatic , ‘ woe is me ’ rant when she catches movement to the side of her , not pausing to consider who it is she’s speaking to before she’s starting , “ darling ! would you be an absolute doll and retrieve that bag for me ? ” she asks , pointing up towards it , eyelashes batting “ i tried , but i’m not tall enough ! pretty please . ”