That's right, HALF PRICE BABY! I'm so glad I stumbled across this gem in WHSmith, I would have never been able to afford it at it's full price! Ok, even half price was a bit of a stretch, but I would have kicked myself if I'd passed up the opportunity to own this sexy little number.
Isn't she a cheeky little minx? Despite being made from the skin of a dead animal, she smells gorgeous! Though my sister did comment on a slight chemical edge to the scent.
The only down side to finding this lovely is that she was straight off the shelf, meaning that every Tom, Dick & Harry was able to mess with her before I came to her rescue. For the price, I can live with the mild damage she sustained whilst in filofax purgatory. With a little bit of love and leather treatment I should be able to reduce, if not completely remove, her marks and scars.
|Odd mark on clasp strap.|
|Dent near popper, clearly caused by improper popper use.|
|Dent on front cover.|
These are all marks and battle scars I would have probably given her in the first week or so of use. I guess their presence takes the edge off the sacred new toy aura. Still haven't written in her though...
Her interior will have to wait for another day as I am writing this exceptionally late, the night before an early start and a long journey to Wales; the land of the rain. Suffice to say Percy will be accompanying me as my travelling companion. Whilst beautiful, Miss. Kendal is a bit of a lump to carry cross country. I feel that her true place is at my desk... if I had one that is.