...about cow-hide that makes me weak at the knees?
I love cows, in fact cows are my favourite animal for a number of reasons:
- their poo is good for the garden and keeps your feet warm
- their noses are wet and smell like freshly mown grass
- they taste delicious
- they have a clever digestive system
- have you ever seen an ugly cow? (don't answer that)
- their eyelashes alone...but the final reason, at this very moment, is because of this...
A vintage, pale pink envelope purse. Isn't she a beauty. But not nearly as gorgeous as the bovine goddess she originated from I bet. However, it is my mission to acquire her in all her stitched, lined and zippered glory :)
This morning I held a brunch/reunion (a brunchion, if you will) with some of the best girls in the biz. As we were looking back through photos of ourselves it occurred to me that we are still the same. Life is different, never in a million years would I have wanted the above piece of heaven. In fact, I probably would have hidden it in the back of my wardrobe. Things certainly have changed. But I'm still me.
Now instead of eating all the cakes, I (also) make them...I don't just pop stitches, I sew them...I no longer hide from the horrifying images of myself from my pubescent years (what a gross word).
I embrace them and tell that chunky, anti-stereotypical, naive girl from middle class suburbia...'YOU WILL LIKE HANDBAGS, YOU WILL LIKE BAKING, YOU WILL STAND AT THE KITCHEN SINK AND WEAR AN APRON...AND YOU WILL LOVE IT!!' (stands and applauds to no-one in particular)...
Because, it's true, I do love it :)
Keep shining xxx
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