I’ve desperately needed—the bag I have now is great but bulky, and not ideal for smaller shoots. But the practicality of the bag isn’t what has me choking up. It’s hand-painted, my happy place front and center: the cabin. Above the painting of the cabin, the aurora borealis has been painted, almost identical to my tattoo, except it flows all the way up the bag strap. On the front flap, my name has been embroidered in shimmering golden thread. It’s beautiful.
