Voor de liefde van kreeften

Anyone who knows me a little knows that I have an obsession with lobsters. Not just on my plate (with a dab of lime mayonnaise), but if possible also in the form of a T-shirt (evidence 1), sweater (evidence 2) notebook, slipper; whátever. Lobsters are just fun little creatures. And then suddenly she was there: the lobster bag. Small, but still big, made of beautiful leather and pure perfection for summer. Plus cheerful, and then you have me quickly. Two seconds later she was in my shopping cart from webshop Duifhuizen. Two days later she was already at home and even prettier than in the pictures. Her name? Lobbie seems like a good one to me. And, don’t worry, Lobbie, I will leave you at home during a night out at the fish restaurant. We also shouldn’t want to cause any traumas.

P.S.: Also a fan of Lobbie? She just went on sale, painful for me, but again positive for you.