Whenever I’m looking for inspiration when designing, I have a flashback of my mom. She used to sit at the end our dining room table (the end that we never used) with her readers on while working on balancing her checkbook or other paperwork with my small pup laying alongside of her on the ground. Back then it was just another day coming home from school, but now it’d mean everything to have it back, just once.
Although a distant memory, it brings me a sort of comfort; something I often need when I’m always on the go-go-go. It makes me think of the days when I still didn’t know what I was going to do when I grew up and had no idea what I would create.
In reality, the tote I named after my mom, Brenda, was the last design that came into stock and the first one I gravitated towards and chose as my “go-to” bag. I seriously take the thing everywhere, whether trusting it to carry my whole life while on my way to my coworking space, showing it off at a meetup or folding the sides in to turn it into an even more stylish piece while at happy hour. It’s ALWAYS nearby. I’m not sure if internally it makes me believe that I’m carrying a bit of my mom’s spirit with me along this crazy journey, but having it with me makes me feel secure and confident, it makes me feel happy.
My actual brenda. tote.
I've gotten many compliments on how gorgeous and beautiful it is and of course those compliments are welcomed and cherished, but they don’t stop me from thinking... what would my mom think or say about her namesake design? Would she wear it herself? What color would she pick? I do know one thing... she wouldn't need her readers to notice that after three years of wear, the bag looks as polished and rich as it was the day I took it out of the Kraft paper wrapping.
Although I always try to look forward and think of what to do next, it's nice to know that I've created something that helps me hold on to small memories of the past. Something that keep me inspired and that I can hold on to for many years to come. And no matter what, I know my mom is proud of me.