My Bags.
The ones I had made through My Bag Girl Julia
After I threatened to stall the bag-making process by bugging MBG Julia for pics of her process, she also kindly sent photos of the completed bags. And how lovely they looked, right? But now that they are here, I am going to share something quite personal and intimate with you, gentle reader. I will now show you the madness that goes into one of these creations after they arrive into my shaking & excited hands. The madness that ergo requiring such a vessel to be concocted from scratch. Brace yourselves. Strap down all small children.
So there it is.
I have to have bags made because basically, I carry a lot of stuff. A lot.
(The Crew was not kidding when they said yesterday that I bring carry-on luggage into work disguised as a "handbag")
And the sheer volume of it alone is enough to make me insane, so I require specific pocketage and area-age to ensure an organized state of mass transportation for all the stuff. And I also require a specific lengthage to the strappage so that the bag is perfect for someone of my heightage. It's all quite scientific, of course.
I guess now the question that begs answering is:
Is Toni done yet? Has she finished acquiring all the Perfect* Bags out there?
(*"Perfect" referring to bags meeting her specific specificationage)
NO. No. Not even close. Not when there is pretty fabric out there that needs to be tamed in MBG Julia's workshop and turned into a lovely six-pocket tote with two additional pen slots, and twenty-two and a half inches of sturdy strappage.
OK, enough banter. I need to finish rearranging items inside my fabulous new bags. All five of them.
Er, two I mean. Well, uh three. Eh, never mind.
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