Life is Gucci

A day in Amsterdam with my boyfriend turned into a day at the Dam. Although it was about a few specific square meters, where we spent a large part of our day. We certainly weren't playing tourist among the pigeons and street performers. It was the question ’Shall we just pop into the Bijenkorf for a moment?’, which never seemed to end.
And yes, there we were. In one of the most dangerous shop-in-shops ever: Gucci. You understand: I was the culprit, he quickly admired the sneakers with the well-known green-red stripe, but was soon ready to go. A small detail: I was anything but. Look, I have a love for designer bags anyway, but this, this was love at first sight. I bought it. And believe me, that was quite a labor. Sweat beads, stress spots, and bombarding my boyfriend with the most random bag-related questions. Yes, dear bag-loving friends, I bought it. I-BOUGHT-A-GUCCI-BAG. Life is Gucci. Especially with this bag crossbody by your side.