When I was growing up in country Victoria, heading off on a trip to Melbourne was a really big deal. It was four hours drive away at the time (no major highways) and it was so damn exciting. I loved walking down Chapel St and looking at the shops, we could never afford to buy anything. I’d stare in the windows of Alannah Hill, lusting over the feminine fabrics and colours. I didn’t end up buying one of her designs until I was 30, and I still love it. Well now the iconic designer and single mum of one, has turned public speaker and author. She’s back with her second book The Handbag of Happiness and she joins us to talk about finding happiness after her traumatic childhood and the heartbreak of your child no longer needing you.