Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Salvaged Bag

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I am either super-thrifty or else just a total cheapskate.  I bought this chocolate brown suede Ann Taylor Loft bag at the thrift store the other day for something like seven dollars, and came home feeling like a genius until I got home and opened it up all the way and noticed that it had along the way been the unfortunate victim of a pen explosion:

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There were the sequential moments, then, of me saying, “Aw, jeeeez,” and the dark, bitter realization of knowing why the bag had been at the thrift store, followed by the wondering whether it would bother me to have big ink blobs on the lining of my new bag, and me trying to convince myself that the blobs were on the inside and nobody would ever know they were there, and then me knowing that I would know they were there and that I would be endlessly bugged by it, and then, finally, me figuring out a way to salvage this bag through the Magic of Crafting.

I turned the lining to the outside and cut open the side seam so I could get my hand in there [yuck.  Why is that yucky?  I don’t know, but it is] and then I hand-appliqued little patches from my scraps basket over each ink blob.

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I don’t know what it is about doing this that gives me the creeps, but I couldn’t wait to sew it shut again.  Anyhoo.

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There!  So much better.  And now it’s crafty, too, which is, as you know, my favorite thing ever.  I tucked a cotton ball dosed with a few drops of lavender essential oil into the pocket and waited, and overnight, this bag became brand new again.  That is magic.