Does anyone remember that crazy ONE THOUSAND DOLLAR bag from June of 2008? Well, even a gal of very little brain such as myself will never, ever forget that. That's the sort of event that freezes in the grey matter, causing shivers and tears just in the remembrance of it.
This bag reminds me of that crazy one thousand dollar bag.
And it reminds me of this one.
It's hard to believe that I've been sewing Darfur bags for nearly two years now. I think if I'd known that going in, it would have felt overwhelming. But it doesn't. It just makes me unbelievably grateful and glad. Glad for all the goodness I've been witness to.
These scraps are actually small upholstery samples, hand delivered by our town's own angel. A young employee of one of our town's pioneers- Wiens Furniture Store. Hence the title-- When I was a girl, the radio station had an ad for Wiens Furniture entirely in low german. We always got a great deal of mirth out of it.
Then I combined it with other sample pieces and viola! a bag.
Two pockets for your keys and small pets.
It was fun to employ the many colour options that the patchwork supplied. That meant that the blue body, brown strap, and green pockets all looked awesome together.
I used a couple of Brian's rejected shirts for the interior pockets. Using the actual shirt pocket meant that two pockets were immediately formed on each side. I like those small pockets for little stuff like lipstick and candy for church. If you're gonna go to church, you've gotta have candy.