By Laura Dunphy
It started with a search for a carry-on bag in a boutique where totes and suitcases and travel pouches perched on exquisitely-lit museum pedestals. I picked up a rectangular prism of perfect proportions and inhaled the musk of its crisp leather accents when a saleswoman appeared at my shoulder.
“Let me know if you need any assistance,” she said. “All of our pieces can be monogrammed, either with your initials or any three letters of your choosing.”
“Thanks,” I said. “Wait – not any three letters?”
She looked at me as if I’d just emerged from a Neanderthal’s cave. “Any three letters you like,” she said.
My mouth dropped open. There is no law requiring me to choose my initials for a monogram. How come I never realized this before??