Tuesday, October 20, 2009

open letter to britax

Dear Britax,

MMMMMUUUUUAAAAAAHHHH.

That right there is a big, wet, sloppy kiss from me. I know, it's not always the best strategy to show one's hand like that before even speaking... It would be almost as awkward if I, say, bumped into Alton Brown and even before introducing myself and telling him I'm his new girlfriend because of the Baked Macaroni and Cheese recipe, started making out with him.

Mmmm.... macaroni and cheese.

I digress, Britax.

Last month, I was over at Steph's place, Adventures in Babywearing, because, well, she's flat-out lovely, that's why, and I commented on a post. And do you know what happened?

I won a Blink. In Cowmooflage. Randomly. And then? The UPS man actually brought it to my house! It was so exciting! I love the UPS man. (Not make-out love, I just foster a deep appreciation for him.)

I sliced open the box with a very sharp knife, because I live dangerously like that sometimes, and slid the stroller from the box. Without even reading the instruction manual, I assembled the stroller. And by assembled, I mean I put the two front wheels on and unfolded the stroller. Let me tell you, this is the first sign of an awesome stroller: being able to use it without an instruction manual. Because, Britax, I'm going to be honest with you. Sometimes? I'm a little dumb. And also? I have a teensy-weensy problem with spatial reasoning. Or maybe I have a really enormous problem with spatial reasoning? I'm really unclear about that.

Spatial reasoning aside, my 6.5 year old fits comfortably in the Blink. My 6.5 month old fits comfortably in the Blink. And also, he looks super cute on the Cowmooflage print when he has his cow-print BabyLegs on. Just saying.

Another reason I love this stroller? I can push it with one hand. Which is really useful for the times when we're walking to preschool and I have my vat o'morning coffee in one hand, and a backpack, and three other short people walking under my feet beside me. Maybe you'd consider including a handy-dandy coffee holder? But really, I'm not complaining, because I can chug sip and stroll, and that's really all I need in life.

I don't kick the back of the stroller when I walk, and I'm long-legged-ish. The basket under the seat is large enough to carry a J.J.Cole BundleMe, my wool wrap, two parasols from Chinatown in Philadelphia, my wallet, and Wee Man's and HB's winter coats. Good work, Britax.

I apologize for busting out with that sloppy kiss right at the beginning, but I just couldn't help myself. Thanks for the fabulous stroller. Thanks for supporting great bloggers like Stephanie Precourt. Thanks for designing a really useful, easy-to-use, totally slick-looking stroller.

All my love,
Your new girlfriend,
Pamela


PLEASE BE ADVISED: I won this stroller in a random giveaway, just like I said. There were no strings attached to the giveaway, meaning that neither was I required to, nor was it even suggested that I review this product. Also I was not asked to publicly make out with any employee of Britax. I wrote this post because the Britax Blink is a freaking fabulous stroller, and I would totally pay cash money for one of these. Also? The FTC can suck it.

7 comments:

  1. Oh, I want one. Poopy is less than 55 lbs. He'd look cute in cow print, don't you think?

    Congratulations! It's so much fun to win.

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  2. Even though you make this thing sound like stroller Nirvana, I am SO glad we are passed the stroller stage . . .

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  3. you make me want to go run out and BUY the stroller ... seriously. even though i have one. two. three. perfectly fine strollers in my garage.
    i was jealous when you won ... now i'm extremely jealous.
    lucky mama.
    and just in case britax is reading this ... EVERY CAR SEAT I WILL EVER BUY WILL BE BRITAX AND IF I CAN CONVINCE THE HUSBAND THAT WE NEED ANOTHER STROLLER IT WILL BE BRITAX TOO.
    (i can't believe that pamela is stealing my boyfriend. i've been so loyal.)

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  4. It's so fun to win things! Weeeee!

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talk to me, people. because you know i get all giddy when you do.