After a day of digging through the sale racks at a few of my favorite stores, it's nice to think about what I would buy if I had the money. For example, I'm pretty obsessed with this bag right now:
It's a Steamer Bag from Billykirk, inspired by the old Louis Vuitton Steamer Bags, but I'd imagine much more affordable. Not enough, though, at $300. Maybe once I get my bumper fixed up, and my new glasses. And that Hoosier cabinet I've been dreaming of.. Yeah. I'll add it to the list. Maybe someday.
My love for it might have something to do with my obsession with mattress ticking. I have a cache of two different kinds of fabric: toile and mattress ticking. I'm nuts about both. Note my new camera strap, and the curtains I made for the storage space in my apartment in Astoria (which, I should note, now hang in my kitchen). So yeah, that could be part of the reason.
Also, when I was at the Main Street Arts Festival a few weeks ago, I discovered the pretty jewelry of Mary Darwall. She does crazy beautiful stuff with beads, all with this sort of ocean theme. Think pearls and coral and turquoise colors. Even the most affordable piece couldn't be justified at the time, though. It needs a mega-special occasion, as these are some serious statement necklaces.
Seems like there are some stores that carry her stuff, but probably the best thing to do is catch her at a local craft show like I did. I hope she comes to Main St. again next year. Maybe by then, I'll have saved a little dough.
I could see them working for a wedding. Like, maybe the one below with a simple, warm ivory-colored dress. At a fall or winter evening, black-tie wedding. Hrm. No, no, don't worry, I'm not projecting. It's not like anyone's ever asked. I think that comes first.
My neighbor just informed me that the For Rent sign seems to have been taken out of our front yard. i.e. maybe a tenant has been found for the two front apartments? This is a 4-plex, but it's been just the two of us - me upstairs and her downstairs in the two rear apartments - for the last 2 or 3 weeks. We'd sorta love to keep it that way. New neighbors can be good if say, it's a nice cute boy, but it can also be bad if say, it's a crazy person. We've got our fingers crossed for the former.