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Many Christmas moons ago, I opened a gift from my mother and inside the pretty box was an unexpected treasure – a tooled leather handbag, circa 1915.

During WWI, after years of delicate handbags made of beads, mesh, or fabric, leather purses were in vogue. Since women stepped up to work (and picket for the right to vote) while men went to fight, a sturdier slightly larger handbag was needed.

But I love the fact that beauty was still in play. My leather bag has an Art Nouveau design in the tooled leather and on the metal frame. The frame, by the way, was made by frame manufacturer JEMCO.

A very special gift that remains the prize of my collection. Sometime later my mother gave me a vintage style Shafer pen, which she thought went well with the purse.

OverDressedforLife wishes readers a Merry (and safe) Christmas. Check back tomorrow for Day Two of The Twelve Days of Vintage Handbags.

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Christmas tree at Bullocks Wilshire in Los Angeles, c.1930s.

No one can ever have enough socks. Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn’t get a single pair. People will insist in giving me books.

Dumbledore from “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” by J.K. Rowling.

Socks? Books? Whatever is under the tree, wishing one and all a happy and healthy holiday!

 

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IMG_20171217_125115961My grandmother gave me a pearl necklace. It took her, like, 25 years to give it to me, because she gave me one pearl at a time. That was the old tradition – the way that families could afford nice things. So when I was little, every Christmas and birthday I’d get one pearl, and she’d add it to my string. When I was eight, I had eight pearls on a string. I remember being like, ‘Why another pearl every holiday?’ – an ungrateful kid, basically who never even wanted a pearl necklace. But by the time I got the complete strand and had a moment to reflect on it, I was like, Wow. It took her years to give me that gift. It was so beautiful and powerful, something that I was completely not grateful for, all those years, and then amazed by her persistence. In my twenties, my apartment on Elizabeth Street got broken into; the necklace was stolen. But I have it in my mind, in my heart, so it’s fine – I got the gift. 

Rachel Comey – American independent fashion designer.

I love this story – for the grandma’s desire that her granddaughter have something special and her patience with one pearl at a time. I understand Rachel’s youthful cluelessness but eventual understanding with maturity.  Most of all I appreciate the power of letting go, which opens up space to see the true meaning behind giving.

Let’s hope we all “get the gift” this holiday season.

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IMG_3517Take a visit to Mom’s closet for the holidays:

https://overdressedforlife.com/moms-closet/christmas-gifts-from-mom-my-first-perfume/

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