In 1999 I was in New Orleans and bought a bag of rice. Not for the rice but for the bag. I had no idea what I wanted to do with it but I wanted it. Over the weekend I ran across it and decided I would make it into a mug rug. I hand quilted it and then looking for something else I ran across a zipper that had been my grandmothers. (she died in 1987) I decided I would see if I could put it on the rice bag successfully. Since I am not a sewer of clothes. It worked. So I made this cute little bag.
I love it. I have no idea what I will use it for but I am sure in time I will find the perfect thing.
While in the grocery store last night I searched the isles for cloth bags of any kind. sadly I didn't find any.
The Essence of French Style in Our Home
French style decor can mean different things to different people.
Although I do believe there are common threads
that speak to the essence of French style in...