New Old Bag

Sometimes an old bag becomes new again. In the case of this little patent 70s number, it was not my old bag to start with, so really, it is a new old bag. Quite petite, it is remarkable how much it actually fits inside too. There is one main compartment that has a zipped pocket, with another slim pocket behind it, and then there are two compartments on either side of the kiss lock, where I can keep easy-access items, such as my public transport pass, keys, phone, iPod.

It’s like a Harry Potter bag – small on the outside, but so gargantuan on the inside I can practically fit the kitchen sink inside. Sometimes, in fact, it feels as heavy as though I am lugging the kitchen sink around. It’s like a mini-me version of my old favourite, and for a faux leather bag it’s held up impressively with daily use. Hopefully I will be carrying it until it’s an old new old bag. Or, more accurately, I’ll be an old bag carrying a really old bag. 

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