The story of Chantal Janzen

The clutch bag from India. Such amazing colours! It quickly became my make-up bag – because well, I'm a girl, after all. However... my one-and-a-half-year-old son didn't think that was a good idea at all. All of my mascara, lip-gloss, eye pencils and all the rest of it (all Miss Helen, of course) had to make way for crayons, stickers, raisins, 2-Euro coins and biscuit crumbs. Your clutch bag has become my son James' pencil case. Whenever he wants to colour, he takes it along, especially to grandma and granddad. And so the clutch bag from India ended up in a small village in Limburg. Where would you rather be, if you were a clutch bag..? But then, it does stick around a beaming, proud little face, every single day.