One of my secret fears is to have to live like a homeless bag lady.
I can't even imagine myself living out a backpack for more than two weeks. My home is my shelter, my safe haven, my hiding cave.
This bag I've made from fabric scraps given to me by a sweet neighbor. I love to recycle and have a new bag once in a while.
My friend Yoeke does read Lady's bags, you can learn a lot of yourself by the things you drag around. (www.yoeke.com)
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Bag Lady
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