Mom and the Lizard Bag
Recently, my dad passed away. This means a new life adventure for my mom in so many ways, one of which is moving closer to my sister.
Before she did relocate, I visited with her in my childhood home and she said there were handbags ('cause she knows how much I LOVE handbags) in a bedroom. One was fairly contemporary and not my style, but is the style of a friend; so I'll undoubtedly share that one with her. The other was a simple gold box, probably from the seventies.
And the one featured above.
As you can see, it is brown and could be lizard, maybe even faux lizard--I really don't know. She even had matching shoes and I wore those until my toes pinched too much.
The inside is a soft suede-like fabric in the palest pink. There's no maker's mark. A zipper pouch on the inside. Except for the four scratches in the interior, I would have thought she'd never carried it, but she did. This bag has very classy _all over it._
I love it! And I can't wait to show it off.
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