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My designer handbag - a.k.a. how not to wear a designer handbag...

July has been a massive month of acquisition for me. Most of the things I have acquired have been funded by tax returns and government benefit supplements, but a couple of other things have come to me via blog competitions. I've had a great month for winning blog competitions!

A couple of weeks ago I won a Microsoft Office for Mac (Home and Business, valued at $399) from the Nuffnang's Blog. The prize hasn't arrived yet, but I'm eagerly keeping an eye out for the postie everyday!

Then last week, just as I finished setting up my new computer, I discovered I'd won a handbag from FatMumSlim's blog. To be honest with you, I had no concept of Belle Bijoux handbags at all when I entered the competition. The bag depicted in the post looked pretty and colourful (I love colourful!) and it was an opportunity to wax lyrical about my inspiring mum. Once I entered, I actually forgot I had, until the email arrived! When I found I'd won I was pretty excited, but even still I had no real appreciation for the value of the prize. It wasn't until days later when I was trying to figure out if the Microsoft for Mac pack I'd won was better than the one that came with the computer (it was - MUCH better), that I even thought about checking the value of the handbag.

WELL! As it turned out, the handbag I'd won retails for $439! I was completely blown away! I have never spent that much on a fashion accessory in my life! My most expensive pair of shoes cost me about $139 and the most expensive bag I ever bought cost $99!

So, now, imagine my surprise when I opened my front door yesterday afternoon and found a regular postpak just sitting there on the front porch. I would have expected something that valuable to need to be signed for!

When I opened the postpak, I found a hot pink pouch containing this gorgeous bag! I've never had a handbag that required it's own pouch for protection! It's lovely and soft. White leather is not something I would buy for myself (because I'd be afraid of it being spoiled), but oh, those colours are just divine! It has plenty of generous pockets, too!

A zipped pocket at the front under the flap.

Another large zipped pocket inside, as well as two pockets for your phone and keys.

A large notebook pocket at the back (at least for the writers among us).

The attached badge says "Belle Bijoux" on one side, and "Limited Edition" on the other.

I had to try it out straight away. I really loved that it had a very long adjustable strap so I could fit it over my shoulder - invaluable when you have toddler to wrangle! I got the Grumpy Old Man to take a photo of me wearing it... That pretty much proved that a designer bag doesn't make the wearer look "designer", but moreso that a wearer of a designer bag can absolutely wear it wrong! The bag looks great though, doesn't it? (despite the fact I'm wearing it like it's an old potato pouch)!


Collin Smith said…
It is a great bag, and you wear it quite well, the orange is a bit more than necessary, but the rest is fine. Congrats on your bag.


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