Yesterday I saw this laptop bag in Maison de Ville, a wonderful shop a few doors down from my apartment and I just knew I had to have it. I couldn’t stop thinking about it all day today so went back and bought it.

It’s super green and super gay, but fuck it. I do live in the Gay Marais in Gay Paris and a splash of ostentatious leather in a vibrant colour against my usual muted shirt-and-jumper combination is hardly the most offensive thing that I could do to my innocent Catholic upbringing. So I’m embracing it.

(Also I did ask the shop assistant her advice on colours and walked up and down the shop in front of a mirror seeing which one was best. That is the gayest thing of all).