When I think "Victorian", I think about how the dresses could be quite reserved and understated on the outside, but then on the inside they're a mess of ruffles, lace, pintucks, and embroidery. Of course, that thought goes to hell when I think about women wearing things like this.

You should throw some eyelets and ruffles onto your husband's lens bags. You know, so he can tell them apart. "Oh, honey, the one with the cat's paw lace is the biggest one."

ETA: Forgot the URL. Grrr!