“my, my. a body does get around.” // w. faulkner

the trees were pretty for a spell. they twinkled in the sunlight and made tinny, twinkly sounds like a wind chime in deep summer. alas – it wasn’t summer – the ice storm was the polar opposite – it was the antithesis of heat and sweat. it meant metres long scarves, your warmest parkas, and hours spent chipping away at ice – ice, ice everywhere; beware.

due to this hard labour, we wrapped our bodies in fleece and water proof fabrics, ones that don’t let cold air in, and wouldn’t dream of letting body heat out – in the midst of all this we lost our waists, our hips, our shoulders – there was too much padding, and so my shoulder bag just refused to stay put – and it needed to, or the snow and ice that needed to be removed would never be removed. and so, along with an ice pick – i needed to pick up a cross-body bag, that would work with me, and not against me, in this our winter of discontent…





→ source : small ryder satchel via 3.1 phillip lim

→ source : multi-pocketed crossbody handbag via marni

→ source : small suffolk crossbody bag in bluebell via mulberry

→ source : miu miu madras textured-leather handbag via net-a-porter


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