I had good intentions.
Really. I intended to make a handbag for my daughter-in-law. I'd found a box bag kit from the late sixties on eBay and said , "Yes!" with a fist pump. The frame was constructed of wood, had all the parts--hinges, handles, etc. All I had to do was stitch the cute popart insert. So I got to work and did it.
In the meantime, I found another box bag kit with a crewel insert. I didn't particularly care for the butterfly and flower pix; so I got on ETSY and ordered an initial "B" to fit the framework.
I had a grand plan--stitch pop art for my DIL and the B for me.
I finished both needlepoint projects right before Christmas. I got out the heavy cardboard backing and glued the pop art pix on it. Then I began to assemble, only...
The picture didn't fit. What was I going to do? I needed to do something fast as Christmas was eight days away. So far, I had one bag that didn't work and one for me.
I had to decide. I gave my DIL the "B", making sure I used the correct backing for gluing (I did!). Now, on to assembly.
Handsome put on the hinges and the latch. But I was still a little wary. You see, the bag couldn't be used for every day. It was incredibly fragile. Another decision to make. Handle or no?
I went with no.
Christmas came and my DIL opened the package with the bag. She exclaimed greatly. Then I explained how it could be a handbag, but was her choice. She opted for a beautiful box and I am
Bake a prize-winning cake for The Great Fruitcake Bake-off is easy?
And then disaster strikes. Plan B.
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