You paint it.
I bought this bag last December in New York, thinking it would do wonders serving as a bag that I didn’t have to hold in my hand whilst out and about (mostly whilst out and about at night, for I’m normally sober during the day (with the odd exception) and don’t really worry about losing my handbag). So there it was, a bit expensive for non-leather, but more animal-friendly and shiny.
I think I wore it only twice before I got the idea to put some color on top of it. Actually I think I only wore it twice, period. And then it was off to the crafts shop (great place to meet people – not) to look at different kinds of (cheap) paint that would be easy to use and stick to the metal tag that came with the bag.
It didn’t turn out quite as I had expected it to be, but I did buy permanent paint and what’s done is done. I like it still, but it sort of reminds me of that dreadful camouflage pattern people insist on wearing – even if in more unusual colors.
I can’t decide whether I’m a sucker for labels or a hippie on the inside, so I guess this is good compromise.
The bag as it once was
The weapon of the crime
The final result
