Here's an after shot of my new-to-me Manor residing on my grandma's old armchair. I'm pleased with the outcome but can't take much credit as she was in very decent shape already.
As predicted, the pen marks and mystery stain at the bottom didn't come out even after sponging her down with Lexol cleaner. I tend to do better with flawed bags when it comes to actually carrying them though, so that's a good thing.
I wish purses could talk, I'd be very interested in her life story. She looks like she spent one wild week at the office and was then put in closet prison for the rest of her 24 years. She has zero going in terms of patina, just a couple of nicks here and there.
It was a straightforward rehab. The biggest challenge here was conditioning the inside. Most of my other bags are essentially boxes with straps, but the Manor has a complicated architecture with nooks, crannies, folds and layers. Sparing the suede from being CPR'd was difficult. Also just reaching in for buffing, I felt like a contortionist.
Here she is! She is not actually two-toned, the flap color is truest to real life.
ETA: She did come with her hangtag, but I don't care for those, so didn't put it on.