The trouble with the dedicated peg in the foyer is that it's in the foyer - aka in the house - and not readily available to me when I'm out running spur-of-the-moment errands (I wish I could call them "Dash-to-buy-crusty-bread-and-Chablis" errands, but more often than not they're "Crap-I-forgot-to-buy-cat-litter-and-toothpaste-sh*t-sh*t-sh*t!!!" kind of errands...).
Now, before you tell me to just keep some in the car, stop right there. I've tried that. It works great for precisely ONE errand. I get to the store, grab my bag, awesome. The trouble is that when I get home, I unpack my litter and toothpaste and put the bag back on the dedicated peg, because that's where shopping bags GO. Does anyone go BACK to their car just to put a shopping bag away?? No. Of course not. That way lies madness.
Enter my latest sewing project: a pretty, foldable shopping bag that I can keep IN MY PURSE at all times. Brilliant stuff.
Exterior: Echino (by Etsuko Furuya) Perch Turquoise (Fall 2010)
Lining: MoMo It's a Hoot Dots Marshmallow
Pouch: Echino (by Etsuko Furuya) Basic Dots Cerise Creamds
(all purchased at Pink Chalk Fabrics)
Button: vintage, from my grandmother's bin o' buttons
Mods: Ultimately made the pouch larger to make folding the bag easier
I really enjoyed making this bag, even though I ultimately wound up modifying it a wee bit, once on purpose and once by accident.
The first incarnation (seen in the orange picture above) had a much smaller pouch, which made folding up the bag a right beatch, and didn't even do it well at that. I would have left it alone and just lived with it, but the goal for this bag is for me to be able to carry it in my purse, and real estate in said accessory is both rare and extremely valuable (call me Ally Sheedy because Yes, I always have *this much* sh*t in my bag). Twenty minutes with a seam ripper later, and I was back in business.
As to the second modification, I only just realized I made it. Seems I sewed the handles wrong - they should connect front to front instead of front to back. Fixing that mistake implies ripping out a fair whack of topstitching and other fussiness and guess what? I'm SO not going to do it. I wanted a shopping bag, I've got one. Yay me.
Happy Sewing, Everyone!