BOBO CHOSES - SPANISH DESIGNER KIDS AND BABY CLOTHES FOR BOYS AND GIRLS

LOBO BOBO LOVES PARIS

Playful yet elegant, these designs reveal the underlying Spanish identity of the brand.

With new key themes and identity's each season this brand constantly reinvents itself. The materials are soft, comfortable and natural. Not satisfied with creating beautiful childrens clothesl! Bobo Choses is so much more, they are proud to support ethical causes too.

Their latest project, ACT is a way to create a school for women in Bangladesh with 10% of profits going to the project. So committed are they in the ethical fight that each product contains a label with a code. This code can be entered on the Bobo Choses website, so that you can be aware of the exact origins of the product and how you are helping to make a difference.

Once upon a time there was a wolf called Lobo Bobo who loved Paris and pretty things. Lobo Bobo the wolf lived in a forest near the city but, whenever he could, he used to slip off into Paris looking for pretty things that would make him happy, such as

an old camera,
a fluffy little cloud,
and a ball of emerald-coloured wool...

He always wore a disguise on his trips to the city so as not to frighten the mammies and the daddies. But whatever the disguise, he could never fool the children. They all knew well that underneath the figure in
the gabardine,
the tortoise-shell glasses,
and the Napoleon hat
there lurked a wolf. Lobo Bobo.

Lobo Bobo drove around in an old blue car, and chatted away to the car as if it were a friend. On rainy days he enjoyed the sound of the rain, and on sunny days he enjoyed the heat of the sun.

The wolf was a generous creature.  He loved choosing presents and he never forgot anybody’s birthday. He gave his friend Little Red Riding Hood a new hooded cape and he planted an apple tree in her grandmother’s garden. He always used to give his brother wolves a present of coloured pencils so that they could make
fierce drawings
of fierce wolves
doing fierce deeds...

After spending the whole day rummaging in the street markets of Paris, Lobo Bobo liked to stand on the Pont des Arts and watch the sun set over the River Seine, while he munched a juicy apple and nibbled a freshly-baked baguette.

As night fell, he would load up his old blue car with all the pretty things and drive back to the forest where he was sometimes afraid of his own shadow. The shadow of a wolf.