Rick, Rack, You're Back!

Simon Says: Bring back the rick rack!
Simon Says: And throw in some hand bag!

Today, a messenger bag. Hey! It was all cut out and everything, just laying there forgotten and abandoned on my carpeted floor. Nooooo.... that's not carpet. That would be the minefield that is my creative space.

Anyway, Loretta was feeling neglected, and she ought to have a little spotlight. Not everyone can pull off bell bottomed plaid fortrel with a 24 inch waist like Loretta. (its the interior pockets that I am referring to now, inc ase you have vision issues.



I know its silly, but I start to feel panicky when I can't remember who gave me which piece of fabric. It's not fair, because I don't remember to give my kids their allowances, pack their lunch on time, or make their myriad of appointments without fifteen reminders. Still. that floral piece on the shoulder strap came from...... Wait for it.....Nope. Its gone.



I do remember the other bits: Swirly piece- long long ago find at a yard sale near my mother's; flanked by psychodelic brown, yellow, and orange from our local gift and treasure shop (mcc); bordered by a table cloth from roo that her husband (wise, but none too bright) thought was hideous. Brown delicious body parts: Morris. A wonderful woman with back stage passes who tucks appropriate pieces away in a box for me, delivers said box to her daughter, who delivers to my husband, who delivers to me.

Silly as it is, I've never actually recorded the dimensions of a messenger bag on this blog. Somehow I've gotten away with it up to now. But.... All good things must come to an end.

13.5 by 18.5 inches makes up her slender but robust body. The point is that it should hold a medium laptop, a binder, notebooks, etc in case we have students in our company.

Simon says: Whaddya say? Get on your toes, because its nine weeks until Christmas.
Finalists: Make sure you get vigilant at 8 pm, cst.