What? It was high school; I was thirty pounds lighter and with a thousand times less taste and judgment.
Anyway, the pleather was the perfect medium for something I've been meaning to make: a messenger bag for Eva.
I drafted the pattern myself (it's all rectangles, not that hard) and set to work:

Under construction. My wee sewing machine did far better with the pleather than I had anticipated.

The finished product: a bit plain, but workable.

A clasp from a broken watch band makes a good miniature buckle.

Eva modeling her new acquisition, which she will one day fill with chocolate and world-saving gadgetry.
And with this, I have officially cleared out my latest backlog, hurrah!
1 comment:
She looks like she adores her new bag. A perfect compliment to her outfit.
hugs,
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