Last week I shared what happened to be one of the best finds ever, this denim jacket here. The denim jacket, tough, wasn’t the only find that great day. Just as I was about to leave the basement, thrilled about my find, I spotted this cute little black leather bag. It was in the back of my grandparents’ old wardrobe, and I can only assume it belonged to my grandmother.
It’s small, yet all the things I constantly need and have to carry with me (like my wallet, my cell phone, cigarette pack, keys, and lipstick) fit into it. And, just as the jacket was as good as new when I found it, so it’s this bag. I mean, yeah, the metal thing-y speaks of the bag’s journey from about 20 years ago + “just sitting in the back of the wardrobe” era, but it still does quite the job.