Come on now, admit it, what lady doesn't love a handbag? And what lady doesn't covet one that stands out from the crowd, jumping on shoulders and yelling "Hey, look at me!" Funny then that the term 'peacock' as well as having the obvious avian connotation also means someone rather proud of themselves; a bit of a show off. That's me my friends when I'm out with this feathered beauty. What do you think? Likey?
When I saw this for sale on the Etsy shop of one of my new blog chums I knew we were made for each other. So what that it had to cross half the world to get to me - that's obviously what the feathers were for! It comes from a truly magical place of the Raven Moon. You should pop along to the blog to be enticed by stories of spider people and pebble power.
Handbags and Gladrags
A bag of such beauty and magic deserves more than sitting in a cupboard waiting for an extra-special occasion so I've taken it out to meet a few people (and make them turn a little green around the gills).
A ladies' networking event was an outing opportunity not to be missed. If nothing else, when you're standing in a room where you barely know a soul, a handbag like this is talking point enough to break the ice. We had a wonderful time together and made the beginnings of some new friendships. It felt wonderful to be in a room of 'like minded women' (for that is indeed the name of said group), a bit like suddenly being surrounded by your peers when you've been all alone for ages. I thoroughly enjoyed it and can't wait for the next one.
Today, I was working with one of my regular client companies. I just knew that my 'boss' there would love to see my purchase and she did not disappoint. In fact, she went so far as to say that it made her happy! Ah me too... The power of the handbag....
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