Another blog post!
Believe me, Im just as surprised as you are.
Thing is, for the longest time I couldn’t be arsed lugging around a huge ass camera so I was perfectly content just observing and not recording life as it happened.That all changed when mama got me an iPhone. From then on I was unstoppable at capturing the things that fascinate me on a daily basis.

Today was flea market day! The heat was insupportable but I was readily armed with my umbrella, abanico and diet snapple (inside bag). Thanks to the three, im still alive and kickin’.

Didn’t really end up buy anything even if I spent a good 3 hours in the market.
I’m perfectly content just having a visual feast and running my fingers on things that have been around longer than me.



What I did end up buying was back home in Manhattan. First, let me tell you a story about a charming man I met while walking! This is James and he’s lovely. I knew this for a fact after 5 minutes of meeting him because I’ve got a gift for sussing out people.

Apart from being awesome, he also handmakes bags using scrap leather.

My first ‘James’ original: a giraffe wine bottle drawstring bag. Nothing is cut straight, there are still ball pen marks on the inside (in blue so it screams at you when you open the bag), the eyelets are not in line with each other, the strap is uneven, and the string’s width range from anorexic thin to obese fat.

It’s perfectly imperfect and I love it.xxxxx
