Bridesmaids.

Bridesmaids. Think about them. They do a lot for you. They are your best friends. They are the ones you played dress up with at Grandma and Grandpa’s house as children, you told your deepest secrets to in middle school, and got totally drunk with in college. They are there for you when you buy your first house and need it painted. They are there when your POS car starts on fire when you are driving it in to sell it. And are there for you when you get a job 1,000 miles away and need to move in a 1991 Ford with no air conditioning on the hottest day of the summer. Our parents always told us if had five friends you could count on for anything, you were a lucky person. I must be one of the most blessed people in the world as I have six and they will stand up with me this summer as my bridesmaids.

So, when buying them a gift, how can you possibly get them a gift that means that much? I have no idea. So I came up with a different plan.

If you are one of my bridesmaids – please read no further…

I decided the best I can do for them, is to give them my blood, sweat and tears in the form of a hand-sewn purse. This project became the closest thing to an assembly line I will ever do. Seven purses all similar, but each a bit different.

I hope they like them!

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