Never fear, fans of Dogs on Thursday… Gretchen posed in many of the photos for this post. Also, you can click over to their blog for more dog photos and my findings on something called Dudley nose, or why Sissy’s nose isn’t as dark as it used to be.
So, happy Thorsday, little friday, Thankful Thursday and … anything else we might celebrate today.
Last month, a friend had a Thirty-One party. I couldn’t attend, but ordered online with her “show”. I settled on a Metro Retro bag (link is to another blogger’s review, as 31 doesn’t seem to want to show their products except in the online catalog, which I find difficult to navigate) in a very dark (read: black?) denim.
That’s “MR” on the right, with embroidery. We haven’t bonded, despite her having my name “tattooed” across her front. Why? Let me count the ways.
- Because she looks like she’s slept in her clothes for all of her life. She’s very wrinkled and frumpy, and letting her “hang out” and try to relax in my home for about two weeks hasn’t helped.
- What was I thinking, putting my full name on a bag I originally intended to use as my “handbag” when I fly?! I’ve had a bad experience (in New Orleans last year) when I was wearing a name tag and inadvertently gave a stranger too much power, simply by being able to act as though he knew me, because he knew my name.
- That tag? It reads that the dark, unwashed fabric will stain my clothes. Really 31? Those long handles mean women will toss that bag over their shoulders. Hrmph.
- No closure. No magnet, no zipper… no way to secure the contents within from pickpockets, a bumpy flight that might jostle things around, etc.
- I now know I prefer, even DEMAND that my bags can sit up properly, not flop and sag all over itself.
Yes, I can say buyer’s remorse. It’s hardly the first time, especially in bag world, but still.
Now, there IS Cindy. She’s on the left. She has a synthetic leather-like bottom and handles, but her body is also that unwashed denim. I’m still a little hesitant to travel with her, but maybe I’ll wear a jean jacket and not sweat it. (That pun’s for you, Alison.)
Cindy is an even larger bag, but she’s more structured and has a zippered top. Both have drop-in pockets for the cell phone, which is a must for me… but a source of serious concern in MR, due to the lack of any kind of closure across the top!
I’m not sure the angle makes it clear, but Cindy is larger than my tote on the left, and large enough that I could just drop my whole beloved green handbag right in and still have room for my iPad and a notebook, with room for a cardigan on top.
You might have noticed I didn’t say I purchased Cindy. She’s here on a trial basis. Another friend attended another 31 party about the same time, and while Cindy was closer to what we both like in a bag, she’s pretty sure she’ll never actually use Cindy. So, there’s my thankful… I’m thankful for my incredible friends, especially the like-minded women I’ve met blogging!
What are you thankful for today?