Happiness comes Swiftly (okok, I’m corny)

I walked into the Wild Honey Cafe, with this huge black bag (it’s the Hermes undercover bag LOL, to hide the conspicuous signature H orange hue from stares), and plonked down on one of the cushy armchairs.

As I wait for my client (a doting hubby who’s buying his wife this beautiful Black Swift as a present for his freshly minted status as daddy of a cute little bundle) and his lucky wife, the cafe owner (French dude, I think?) had already walked by my table twice. The third time he came by, I had lifted the orange box out of its undercover and placed it on one of the chairs for dramatic effect.

‘OOooooooOOOooooOOOOOOh!’ was the singular thing he said for the longest time, followed by wild hand gestures, and a flushed face.

Yes, that’s the effect a huge H box has on anyone. And he’s not even seen the bag yet.

A little background. I received a text one morning, something to the effect of, “My wife had just given me a child.  I wish to get her a Birkin.” Phwoah! Yes, sir!

Of course, I would shop for this dude.

They make such a cute and lovely couple, these two. The wife was too shy to open the ginormous box, and of course, the hubby promptly took over the task.

As you know, I love Swift. (I have to put on record it’s hardier than it looks!).
Imagine buttery, smooshy softness, in matte deep black. Very handsome.

Congrats, you two! :D

4 Responses to Happiness comes Swiftly (okok, I’m corny)

  1. this is a really lovely story. thanks for sharing. it’s so great that people take the time to show gestures of love :)

  2. My wife really love it. Thank u.

  3. You are so welcome. It was such a pleasure shopping for you and your wife.

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