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EXCLUSIVE: Rebecca Minkoff On Fall ’25, Motherhood, and What's Next
I still remember the day I vowed to treat myself to my first designer bag as a reward for landing my first “big girl job” out of college. There it was—deep burgundy, faux snakeskin on a crossbody, a tiny gold bar engraved with the name “Rebecca Minkoff.”
By Anna Hartman10 min read
That bag moved with me through three homes and two states, a tiny totem of womanhood-in-progress. Ten years later, it sat on the desk beside me, still as gorgeous as the day I brought it home, while Rebecca herself sat across from me in the chicest reading glasses I’ve ever seen, layered chains framing an understated black tank. It was a true full-circle moment.