I'm in love...

...again. Oh fickle me, I have sinned through lusty thoughts of another. Even as you sit her beside me I'm dreaming of another. I'm coveting my neighbour's changing bag.

But wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. You should know the beginning. I've written about my search for the perfect changing bag before and I loved the Storksak Emily from afar. I stalked her online from the other side of the world and imagined myself using her when we finally returned home. If she was good enough for Angelina Jolie, she was good enough for me. I wanted her to be perfect and so she was. Chocolate brown loveliness with a big dash of practicality all for £89. I can honestly say this is the best of the changing bags I've used in the past two years and the one that looks least like a baby bag. Not that there's anything wrong with the fru-fru and pink and flowers and everything, but it's just not for me. I don't do fru-fru.

There's loads of room inside for all my bits and bobs, a wipe clean durable satin exterior (that feels more like nylon) and a lighter also wipe clean interior with lots of pockets and a key holder (which I cut off actually as I kept getting it caught in the zip. Don't let that put you off, I'm just cackhanded). There's a change mat included, two front zip pockets for your phone, tissues and lollipops for that moment, plus two ingenious insulated pockets at each side for bottles. As DD doesn't and has never drunk milk from a bottle (not from want of trying, I might add) so I use one for DD's water bottle and the other for sun cream, two things I'd rather keep away from my Mulberry purse. See? The only criticism I have is that the handle is too long. I have worn it across my body sometimes but I want the option of wearing it as a handbag too, snuggled right under my arm, rather than banging about on my hip. So I added a couple of holes to the strap with my leather hole puncher and secured the extra length of strap to the bag with some heavy duty velcro. You'd never know. And voilà, the perfect bag.

Until now.

Welcome to my new love. Her name is Lily. She lives at Sugarjack who have lots of other lovely bags too. Isn't she just drop-dead gorgeous? A vision in burnt orange leather with lots of pockets and a pop-out removable liner so that you can use the bag as a handbag when the little one is old enough to carry her own gubbins about. I almost don't care how practical she is but she sounds very practical indeed with a thermal insulated bottle holder, luxury changing mat (for the bottom that has everything), plastic zip pouch for wet things, and a nylon and leather detachable zip pocket pouch for storing small items.  I am hearting her BIG STYLE.

But I just simply cannot justify the hefty £249 price tag. *Sniff* So unless someone at Sugarjack is feeling uber generous and wants to send me Lily to road-test (I would take really good care of her and stroke her and everything, honest), I shall continue to love her from afar.


This is absolutely NOT a sponsored post. I bought Emily with my own hard earned cash. Neither Storksak or Sugarjack have asked me to write this review. You just do crazy things when you're in love. Images courtesy of Sugarjack and Storksak.