Good morning, fellow Islanders!
It’s
“Seldom used” Saturday!
A day when I just sit back and appreciate those bags in my collection that I seldom use but will always love.
First up: My elephant gray
Dooney Ariel.
The most “Kelly-esque” bag I own, its elephant gray’s subtle undertones of pink and lavender made it the perfect choice to wear as the mother of the bride at our daughter’s wedding.
That memory alone is enough to make me smile every time I take this bag out of its dustbag and consider wearing it.
Next up: my reinvented midnight blue
Elliott Lucca Satchel. 
Originally designed to be worn crossbody, its shoulder strap attached unanchored inside the bag, which (when worn as intended) gave an otherwise stylish bag an odd misshapened appearance that I couldn’t abide.
But though I was fully committed to wearing the bag as a handheld satchel, I was also completely enamored of its strap’s most distinctive feature….
And ended up with this.
A happy reminder that just as there are two sides to every story, it’s equally true of bags.
And lastly, fittingly final:
My
Patricia Nash midnight summer rose Ferrara.
While common decency behooves us never to speak ill of the dead..
There are those egregious people I’ve had the misfortune of knowing and subsequently avoiding whenever possible.
Unfortunately attendance at their funerals is often unavoidable.
And when I can’t come up with a compelling reason not to attend, I carry my summer midnight rose Ferrara.
A bag that elicits far more favorable comments from the similarly dragooned mourners present than does the “dearly” departed.
