H is for...

Handbags. I'm already searching for my AW11 one. I can't wait to start the new season, it so exciting and...

Hang on, I'm getting distracted.

H is for highchairs. Sigh. No longer will I spend hours in bed pouring over magazines trying to decide which one is going to be mine. Instead the beautiful leather pieces have been replaced by plastic and wood and all that.

It's boring. Trying to decide which one will be better for her. I'm sure she'd rather I looked at handbags. She will be inheriting them after all...




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