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The mess vs...
At the beginning my bags did not look like this — the first ones were held together with hope and bad stitching. It took me a long time to get them right, but sewing was always my escape, and mixing it with the music I grew up on made it feel like mine. I hope ye like them, and I appreciate every single one of you following along.