Monday, August 5, 2013

Bonjour totes

Sometimes as you get older your relationship with your parents changes and the kid becomes the parent and the parent becomes the kid. Like when you go for a few pints with your dad and you text him 83 times when he gets the train home to make sure he got home safely.

And like when your parents actually ask your advice on pretty hefty life decisions and you tell them they should go for it and despite feeling sad that you will miss them loads you wholeheartedly want them to go for it because you know it will make them happy.

So when your parents listen to your advice and move to France to start a business, and make friends almost immediately with loads of people and take french classes every week and produce potatoes and figure out how to get a (french) plumber in to fix a leaky shower (over and over again.) And despite a lot of people doubting them they succeed and most importantly they're happy and they have made something you're so proud of,

You sort of become the proud parent.


This is Maison Calon Lan, a pretty darn sweet place to stay in the beautiful Breton countryside.


And this is the new supercool tote available for Maison Calon Lan guests to purchase, as a reminder of their stay.  "Bienvenue dans notre Maison Bretonne" The totes are part of a range of cool products I am working with my Mom to develop.  The greetings cards especially have already been a hit with the guests!


If you're interested in purchasing one of the tote bags just give me a shout and I'll put you in touch with La propriƩtaire!

In the meantime, if you're looking for a peaceful and relaxing getaway, listen to this proud parent and seriously consider booking a week at Maison Calon Lan.


...tempted yet?


They're also on facebook and twitter so please go and say hello :)

3 comments:

  1. wow really cool :)
    it looks like a beautiful place in the countryside and that's so awesome you get to use your artistic abilities to design things for the business :)

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  2. Haha, this reminds me of the time I fed my Dad too much alcohol after the Croydon Ultra and when he went off after to get the bus he sat down at the stop then couldn't get back up again. Oops

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