I have been away from the beloved land of Clean Sweep and sheeny, shiny sweatsuits for a week now, and to be thistley honest, I can’t say as I miss it. The heart-pounding world of K Street seems crags away as I gleefully blog and our Euro-bullet train speeds past lush green fields and petworthy…

Today’s topic is leather….premium, supple, soft as an infants’ bum cow hyde…with premium closures!:cheer: Growing up in a fam of handy hands, I became accustomarily giddy at the smell of wood glue, sawdust, kitchen formica and leather goods being created in the science lab otherwise known as our garage. So imagine my unbridled joy to…

Jonesin’ for tales of a dark, dank and cob-web rich tour of the urban underground? Curious to hear how a stroll in the International district resulted in me being labeled a “big girl” and the purchase of two retro eyeglass frames older than Steven Tyler’s cock rock hairstyle and lead singer tights? Then come with…