UPDATE:I'm very pleased to report that the seller, HiShop, read this review and contacted me straightaway with the offer to send me a new bag. That's just a massive bonus in their favor. They were very concerned about me having been sent a defective product. I hope that it is just that - a one-off, defective bag I got and that the quality of the bag is equal to the quality of the customer service.I haven't used the bag much since getting the new one but there is no sign of any weaknesses or tearing anywhere. I'm quite happy with how things turned out.****************************************************************************************************I don't hate the idea of this bag and I don't hate the design of this bag. In fact, this bag perfectly fulfilled my number one need in a camera bag -- It is very small with only a bit more room than what is needed to hold my Canon 6D with my 24-105 lens attached plus extra batteries and an after-market battery charger (which is considerably smaller than the Canon one). I can even fit one extra (non-telephoto, obviously) lens in the upper part of the bag. A tripod can be attached to the front grey strip on the bag but it felt really awkward to me. For my particular photo adventures, that's all that is needed 95% of the time. It's difficult to find a bag that is big enough for the camera I carry but not much bigger.So there's that.I got this bag in the early part of May. I didn't do anything with it beyond make sure that it would hold what I needed it to hold and that it fit comfortably on my rather short self.May 19th was its inaugural trip. It left my house for the first time. It contained one Canon 6D with the 25-105 lens attached, three extra batteries, an after-market battery charger, plug adapters for the charger (1 European wall, 1 car), two extra storage cards, storage card reader, one 1 quart plastic bag with lip balm, eye drops, hand lotion, toothbrush, and toothpaste. It would eventually contain my passport and boarding documents.- It was carried out to the car and placed on the floor in the front of the car (with a hysterical "Noooooo! Cam-er-AA!" when my husband tried to transfer it to the back of the car.- It was driven to a friend's house a few miles from the airport.- It was removed from our car and rode on my lap in a taxi the few miles to the airport.- It was worn on my body and walked quite a bit through the airport to the check in desk because the taxi driver was an idiot ("No, not here! It's at the end of the drive! No! Yes! Keep going! No! Down there! You see that sign? You know what? Forget it. Here is perfect.)- It was worn on my body another unreasonable distance through the airport because this particular airport was designed by a sadist.- It was opened at security by me and placed in a bin onto the conveyor belt.- It was placed back on my body after being checked for explosives - both the bag and myself. Whatever.- It was worn on my body through the airport and set down on the seat next to me while waiting to board our flight.- It was worn on my body while boarding the flight and then placed under the seat in front of me.- It stayed under the seat in front of me for the ~10 hour flight to our layover airport.- Upon arrival in Frankfurt, Germany, it was removed from under the seat in front of me and placed back on my body.- While walking through the airport in Frankfurt to find our connecting airline check in, my husband asked me if I was aware that my bag was torn.That's its diary. When it tore, I have no idea but that's the absolute maximum it could handle before tearing.Of course, I was still out of the country when my window for returns to Amazon firmly slammed shut.I checked with an old world cobbler (they do great work on bags if you ever need it done) in a tiny island's tiny village in Greece to see if it could be fixed and he suggested I fix it by throwing it away and buying better products. Yeah. Great.Now, not only do I have forty bucks worth of crappy bag, I have to start the search all over again. A search that took months.I've attached a picture of my bag. Guess what color my cat is!