I had this happen to me just the other day! I've been digging through all the storage space in the house looking for things that I'm taking with me to college (eeep, Sunday!) and making an inventory, because obviously I can't take everything.
Anyways, I'm a bag freak. I'm extremely, extremely specific about my bags and clutches and purses and though I don't own an impressive number, each and every one were chosen attentively or received from very darling people.
This bag lay abandoned in the very back of the closet. I got it a Christmas gift from my sister, but had all but forgotten about it because of needing larger bags during the school year and sticking with them everywhere. It's a perfectly medium-sized vintage leather bag with intricate floral and stitching detail.
Seriously, the press-on detailing is rad.
How about your, darlings? Have you lost and rediscovered closet treasures or are you completely aware of everything you own, all the time?