This bag deserves a position in the canon of beloved handbags, even if it doesn't appear in the tabloids on a weekly basis. The Tabitha tote (hell, the Rachel Nasvik) explosion happened in New York some years ago and the remnants can still be seen today. It's about once or twice a month that we see a Tabitha on the street (and about once a week that we see another Nasvik incarnation) and judging my the softly worn leather, the beautifully faded chacoal, burgandy, cobalt, or cream colors, we know that Nasvik bags are not 'right now' as much as they are 'always and forever'. What makes the Tabitha so great is that for a big bag, it lies relatively flat against the side of the body. The rounded bottom panel make it such that, by side view, you're not hiding behind two sharp corners, and the shoulder straps allow the bag to tuck under the arm without being all up in your armpit. We declare it the perfect, unassuming tote, deserving of just a little bit of attention aside from a fashionista's daily subway commute.