Although I'm not a bag whore, I have a soft spot for the understated playful elegance ofAnyaHindmarch. So boy oh boy was I excited when my parents got me a honking red satchel from that label on their most recent trip to Europe.
An early-by-a-month birthday present? Thank you very much.
I was thrilled, of course, but not in a new-arm-candy-b*itches! kind of way. I'm heartened by the fact that my parents have not forgotten about me though I've technically married out of the family.
It's funny how though I've become a mother, I feel even more like a child when my parents do things for me.