the extent of the human animal's capacity for duplicity and thievery has come as an expensive lesson for me -- with, well let's just say more than one fake ending up in my closet. i refuse to wear them, and so they've just been sitting there.
i've spent the last couple days on long, boring work conference calls -- to entertain myself (not to mention to help stay awake) i proceeded to take the handles, flap, straps and all hardwear (other than the feet) off one of them. i have some vague notion of putting it back together in a different way so that i can use it as a tote without having a fake birkin on my arm.
but assuming the above is going to be a collossal failure, i'm looking for ideas of what to do with the other. so far all i've come up with is to use it in a bookshelf to store files, or maybe old magazines.
so 'fess up -- somebody else must have gotten stuck too -- what did you do?
i've spent the last couple days on long, boring work conference calls -- to entertain myself (not to mention to help stay awake) i proceeded to take the handles, flap, straps and all hardwear (other than the feet) off one of them. i have some vague notion of putting it back together in a different way so that i can use it as a tote without having a fake birkin on my arm.
but assuming the above is going to be a collossal failure, i'm looking for ideas of what to do with the other. so far all i've come up with is to use it in a bookshelf to store files, or maybe old magazines.
so 'fess up -- somebody else must have gotten stuck too -- what did you do?