Wednesday, January 21, 2009
B comme Bonpoint
What to get for the baby who has everything? In Paris, it’s simple – just head to Bonpoint!
Chinchilla fur vest for a three-month-old? Check.
Cashmere onsie? Check.
All you need to pick these and other luxe goodies up is a big fat cheque.
Case in point (or Bonpoint, as it were): Mademoiselle Suri steps out in Bonpoint’s silver ballerina slippers – for a mere $230!
Although some of their stuff is over-the-top (I mean, who in their right mind has “dry-clean only” baby & toddler clothes?), I admit to lusting after their tiny raw silk smocked dresses.
On the other hand, some of their gear is downright boring. When Big Fry was born, I got a plain heather grey waffle-weave onesie with matching bottoms from La Famille Fromage. Guess what? It looked exactly like the outfit my sister got me at Target for $4.99!
A few days ago at the Parc Monceau, I saw an angelic little boy catapult down the slide, wipe his snotty nose on the sleeve of his “B” logo Bonpoint merino wool sweater, swipe his sister’s lollipop and push her face-down in the gravel.
In this case the clothes don’t make the child – “B” also stands for “brat”.