So...on Saturday was supposed to be meeting up with my best friend to go to Harrods, and was planning to take my black Dior mini gaucho on its first official outing. Had been planning it for weeks and was really excited. It didn't happen. I spent Saturday puking and didn't even leave my flat. What a rubbish way to spend a weekend And my poor handbag STILL hasn't been out. I fear it may be feeling unloved, and that is so not the case.