Wat is de buzz?
A NEW BEE IN TOWN
It happened to me again recently. I was in New York for a few days and first it happened in NoHo, later on Park Avenue and then again in Tribecca. I was on my bike, she was walking behind a Bugaboo Bee. Then I am prouder of my Dutch roots than when we talk, just to name something, about Afrojack, our tolerant drug policy or Van Persie's header.
Stedelijke papa
The story is well known. Max Barenbrug found it remarkable that there were only pink rapapapa strollers. With a lot of fuss. Something that you as an urban daddy can hardly show up with. Aside from the appearance aspect, such a rumbling case was of course impossible to drag up to the third floor because that is where urban daddies live.
From Gwyneth to Miranda Kerr
Max became real royalty for me when Samantha drove her Brady Boy around in a Bugaboo in Sex and the City. Then followed Victoria Beckham, Gwen Stefani, Miranda Kerr, Gwyneth Paltrow, Marion Cotillard and I could go on for another 25 minutes. The Bugaboo Bee is also in the Times top 100 of best design. Just saying.
Every child a fresh stroller
In my rich child career, I am now on my third Bugaboo. I started with a Cameleon that first got a beige and black jacket and then a denim look. Then I was treated to a Donkey that can transport two children (in my case, three worked just fine, one just crawled into the basket on the side) and now I have another Bee for occasionally. Nice and small, light and agile.
Another one then?
There was buzz again. A new Bee was on the way. I got to admire it a few months ago. The difference? Even more maneuverable, easier to adjust in viewing direction (one time looking at the world, the other time looking at the mother), a canopy that you can pull all the way down so your child has complete privacy and you are immediately rid of annoying passersby who want to touch your child at any time, and a small cradle that immediately serves as a travel crib.
It's just that I already have three daughters but I could almost go for another one....
