I'm glad that I'm not the only one who thinks that Windsor Button is a treasure. Jessica encouraged me to explore the Garment District in Manhattan. You better believe that I will be doing more of that. I wonder how long that sewing machine of mine is going to remain in storage....
And I was intrigued to read that Windsor Button once had other locations besides the Temple Place store. I hadn't imagined it did, but writing that just now, I wonder if the name reflects another location in downtown. I can't think of a Windsor Street (Place, Ave, Lane, etc.) in downtown (and perhaps that's why the shop moved), but Google Maps tells me that there is one near Melnea Cass in Roxbury. It's hard to imagine that a sewing shop ever existed over there. In Dudley Square, perhaps I could see it. That far out of Dudley on what was undoubtedly a residential street...
Anyway, I began this post to write about two knittings bags. Neither of which entered this world to be a knitting bag. But that's how it always is.
First we have the urban girl's carry all. As you know, I'm mere days from becoming the MTA's newest subway knitter. I have this bag courtesy of an anonymous benefactor. Someone knew that I needed this bag before I knew that I needed this bag. Oh sure, I wanted it. But I didn't need it.
Or so I thought. Can I tell you how wonderful this bag is? How perfect it is for subway knitting? Not only can I fit a file or two in the outside pockets, but the inside pocket holds almost a limitless amount of stuff. Feel free to throw in your lunch, waterbottle, knittingandyour tool pouch, because this bag holds it all. I liked this bag so much that I immediately bought one for my sister who, while not a knitter, is a mom. And I'm sure that Miss Kate requires a lot of accessories when she's out and about. Now my sister can carry them all in style.
Second, we have the accidental knitting bag. A little more than a month ago I had a job interview all lined up in NYC (and we all know how *that* turned out). I needed a new bag big enough to hold a file folder and a small knitting project (because after the interview my plan was to make a bee line to the Spiders). It also needed to look somewhat professional. The BI bag above wasn't going to cut it. I found this bag (Tommy H. no less--and it's not emblazoned with logos, although the lining is a bright, very-TH, blue) at Filene's Basement and I thought the half-tied bow thing on the front was very cute.
And what's peaking out of this here bag? Nothing other than a signed P&S on my condo! I accepted an offer two weeks ago today (and a mere eight days post-listing) but I refused to blog about it until I had the signed P&S in my hot little hands. I'm happy that someone likes my little condo as much as I do, and I know that leaving this place behind is the most sensible thing to do (Subway Knitter a long-distance, absentee landlord? I don't think so.)