I have so many reasons to hate Olympia Le-Tan’s book-bags. On a practical level, I could loathe them for being uncomfortable to carry and too small to fit an actual book. Also, for costing over £1000 each – or, in Ana’s terms, 80 kg of Lindt chocolate, a 17-year subscription to New Statesman or 4 of Mary Katrantzou’s madly expensive pouches. That much for something I could probably make myself, if I weren’t too busy posting about it.
Just after I resolved to start a blog (check the story here), I decided to celebrate the life-changing decision by blithely wasting some time on Facebook. In my news feed, alongside instagrammed photos of vegan food, some pretty offensive Justin Bieber joke and – yes! – two cat pictures, I found the info about Mary Katrantzou’s line of gadget cases. Aka pouches, but the words sounds too much like “ouch”.