Calling all bag ladies.....

We have donated a Lifetime Membership. It looks like a fabulous evening..... xx.

An update

Loved the Christening, well, the whole weekend. It was SO romantic. The Christening was at Warsash, near Southampton, which is where I met James way back in 1994. So it was lovely to go back, with our brood, to show them and to dine at the Rising Sun, looking out over the Solent.
The Christening itself was great, too, and they are such wonderful friends of ours.
Aah bliss.
Though I can hear you dozing off now, so I'll get onto the bit you actually care about.... I took the Gucci twins with me, the two Hysteria bags from our Collection. The big, softie that is the Gucci Hysteria was my day bag, and a good job too, as it housed about 5 phones, a camera, spare batteries for aforementioned camera as they last a nanosecond, enough patch-it-up make-up to carry me through, 3 DS lites, one set of silver engraved cufflinks (boxed and wrapped) and the card to go with them, one cardigan and a weird assortment of shells, collected from the foreshore and one of which still contained a cockle, though that was of course removed before it started to whiff! Anyway, in the evening, I traded her in for her little sister, the Hysteria Clutch, which again was much-admired and subject to plenty of admiring strokes from various other guests.
I do love the Hysteria Clutch as it's got plenty of room inside, yet to the outside world it's a clutch and therefore only for minimalistas. Also, it's one that I saw in the ad campaigns and just knew we had to have for the site.

Once we got home, I had a yearning for a piece of English countryside amd I opted for our new Mulberry Roxanne. This roomy A4 was fabulous, really hitting the spot for a day bag. Every single rivet has the Mulberry logo on, it really is delightfully made with so much attention to detail. I was just thinking I'll keep a hold of this one for a while and then an exciting enquiry put paid to my plans. Ah well, ees no problem, back to the drawing board.... Look out for Roxanne, but that's all I can say for now. XX.

Time to move on....

All good things must come to an end and now I think it's time to say goodbye to the beautiful shiny mushroom that is the Chloe Bay. We have had a glorious time together and the cavernous size is very easy to get used to, but now I am going to have a go at down-sizing. There's something about having plenty of room that just makes me feel I have to fill it up to the top, using every last mm of space....

Anyway, the Bay has turned lots of heads with its pure designer splendour. It is so obviously an expensive bag, the quality is blatant. I was in M&S last week and this lady just came over and touched it, not in a I'm-going-to-steal-your-bag-and-then-your-identity kind of a way (yes, I do still watch far too much TV) but in a OH-is-that-a-Chloe-Bay-I-just-have-to-have-a-closer-look kind of a way. There have also been a few men who have approached me, saying "I know I should recognise it, but what is that....?" Resisting the urge to tease them and actually being quietly impressed (hiding it well, of course), I answered "It's a Chloe...." which meant nothing to them, actually. One guy even rang a female colleague, obviously a bag fan, who confirmed that a Chloe is something worthy of swooning over.

So now, time for me to minimise. I'm not really sure so I'm going off for a browse. We're off to a Christening on Sunday, so I'm after something suitable for a journey and an occasion. Maybe a mid-size bag.

I'll let you know.....

Jo XX.