I want my man bag!

My other half has long had her hunger for style in accessories satiated by none other than Orla Kiely. The seasonal launch of Kiely’s latest collection is invariably preceded by months of almost hormonal anticipation and trawling of the web for hints or tidbits or blurry photos of the latest bag being road tested. And that’s just me!

The problem is, I find myself strangely drawn to the Kiely range, the design, the materials, the finish, oh my god the finish. The true virtue of a designer is what they do with the hidden and unseen parts of their creations. Check out the inside of an Orla Kiely bag and tell me that you wouldn’t want to move in and set up home in there.

The images don’t do her justice, go find a stockist and touch one of these things. (Careful! I got weird looks in BT in Dublin and was asked politely to extract my head from the bag and leave the store as I was scaring the other shoppers)

So here’s the dilemma, I carry keys, mobile, wallet, pens, newspaper why cant I have a bag that’s this well designed? Why do I have to carry a padded, black nylon or propylene laptop case that looks like a brief case on steroids? Where’s the style, color, imagination, creativity, and sheer elegance of Orla Kiely for Men?

I want my man bag!