Okay, racing for the exit to appease my nasty 19 year old son, I spied a red mini Paddington at the Takashimaya Chloe first floor (ground for our beloved clientele in Japan) counter. Holy Shrunken Bags, Batman, this baby was teeeeeeny. (And expensive. Perhaps even more so than it’s Pumped Up Cousin.) Whew.
NEXT, dateline: L.A…..again, the Shrinky Dinks version of the Chloe bag du jour. This is like a bad ’60’s sci fi thriller. Remember ATTACK OF THE PUPPET PEOPLE? (no, neither do I…..)