I recently finished filming a series of commercials for a world-famous fashion designer I’d barely heard of, and he gave me one of his company’s handbags as a parting gift. I thought, “Cool, whatever” and handed it to my wife, who immediately burst into apoplectic seizures so severe, I had to put my wallet in her mouth. What the fuck is going on? When did women become so obsessed with a wallet-carrying device? “Fifteen years ago a handbag was for an old lady,” Barney’s Creative Ambassador-at-Large Simon Doonan told me shortly after the incident. ...