I'm not that kind of girl who pay attention at her own stuff with special effort. I don't collect my dresses or my accessories or my shoes. I'm get tired about material stuff in few days and after that I usually don't remember where is that black skyrt or where I've hidden that leather coat.
Sometimes (maybe often) I collect my clothes or shoes and I throw them into the garbage. It makes me feel better, I don't know why. But I have a special object that I ll preserve forever. Unfortunately I can't show us my favorite accessory because is in Italy. I didn't bring it with me in the U.S. Because is something that I don't use more. It's a bag, a weird bag that is made by a real coconut. Coconut is split in two, digged and then covered inside and there is a shoulder belt. Even though Is not a precious bag, I remember that I spent 10,00 £ (Italy old money making) in 1999, it has a great value for me. I bought this bag during a sunny sunday in my own town with my best friend Valeria (that she still one of my great friends): one for me and one for her. we were 13 years old and that summer was incredible because I knew all my present best friends. It was for me the border between the childhood and the teenage. I was constantly fascinated by everything, I believed that the whole world could be mine and just riding my bike at sunset was wonderful. I ll keep with me the memory of that time forever: the time of naturalness.
Sometimes (maybe often) I collect my clothes or shoes and I throw them into the garbage. It makes me feel better, I don't know why. But I have a special object that I ll preserve forever. Unfortunately I can't show us my favorite accessory because is in Italy. I didn't bring it with me in the U.S. Because is something that I don't use more. It's a bag, a weird bag that is made by a real coconut. Coconut is split in two, digged and then covered inside and there is a shoulder belt. Even though Is not a precious bag, I remember that I spent 10,00 £ (Italy old money making) in 1999, it has a great value for me. I bought this bag during a sunny sunday in my own town with my best friend Valeria (that she still one of my great friends): one for me and one for her. we were 13 years old and that summer was incredible because I knew all my present best friends. It was for me the border between the childhood and the teenage. I was constantly fascinated by everything, I believed that the whole world could be mine and just riding my bike at sunset was wonderful. I ll keep with me the memory of that time forever: the time of naturalness.
For this reason the cocunat bag is my favourite object, because every time I look it reminde me what I was and how was so happy for everything.
Hi Martina,
ReplyDeleteThat's a great story. I'm trying to imagine your coconut purse. Does it look anything like this: http://www.alohaz.com/bag_coconut_handles.html ?
I can see why it would be special to you. Does your friend still have the same purse too?
Tara
Hello~ Martina,
ReplyDeleteI think the coconut bag has a special meaning to you. To meet a best friend is not easy in our life, but you met them. I am so happy for you. :)
Hi Martina,
ReplyDeleteI like to spend the time with you! It's amazing. Did you remember? We talked about OTAKU... with Heather and Christina. It's so funny time. I can't imagin our class will finish in one week..., but we can still see anytime after the class!! I really wanna go your place, where is Williumsburg. We will have a lunch and dinner plans:)
Tsuki
Hello Martina,
ReplyDeleteI couldn't imagine your coconut bag because it sounds weird, but it must be gorgeous. I want to see it:)
I envy you becuase I don't have any friends who met when I was a child. At that time, I moved a lot...so I couldn't get in touch with my friends..So when I saw your posting, I really really envied you.