Remember the little strawberry blond cuties who turned one last year? Well, time has a way of turning one-year-olds into two-year-olds.
And two-year-olds have a way of carrying around purses.
And I figure, as long as they're carrying around purses, they might as well be cute. (The purses, I mean. The girls are already cute, no question.)
And they (the purses) might as well match the dolls I gave them last year. And they should be reversible (the purses, not the girls), because sometimes you're in the mood for flowers, and sometimes you like polka dots.
The recipients seemed to like them. (Caity especially. Or was it Mady? I used to be able to tell the difference.) I was afraid they'd be outraged by the twill tape handles, a semi-homemade shortcut that helped me get them done quick. But they hid their rage, and immediately started filling their new purses with random objects. As two-year-olds have a way of doing.
Happy Birthday Mady and Caity!
And because you asked so nicely, here's some completely gratuitous vintage fabric porn. (Imagine the google hits I'll get from that one!) The fabric, the ric rack and the buttons all came from the old lady stash. Man, I love that old lady and her fabric hoarding ways.