Description
Description
Christian Dior Mini Dior Caro Bag Gray Padded Macrocannage, Gray, For Women Womens Handbags, Crossbody Bags, 20cm CD
Rep 1:1
Size: 20 x 12 x 7cm (Length x Width x Height)
The Dior Caro bag combines modernity with timeless elegance. The design is crafted in Gray supple with Cannage stitching. The bag features a flap adorned with an antique metal ‘CD’ twist clasp, inspired by the seal of a Christian Dior perfume bottle. The detachable chain shoulder strap with ‘CD’ signature links allows it to be carried by hand, over the shoulder or crossbody, or replaced by one of the House’s wide embroidered straps, allowing the large bag to pair with day or evening attire.
- Flap closure with ‘CD’ twist clasp
- Embossed ’30MONTAIGNE’ signature on the back
- Adjustable, removable ‘CD’ chain link strap with ‘Christian Dior’ military-inspired buckle
- Two removable links with an X-shaped center notch allow the chain to be opened.
- Interior zip pocket and patch pocket
- Back pocket
- The bag may be paired with different embroidered straps
- Include box, dust bag.
- This product is of the best quality.
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