I’m having a love affair, with my wallet.
Oh, I know for some people finding the quintessential wallet is a lifelong pursuit, but not me. I found one 20 years ago and am faithful. I’m not looking back or forward to the newfangled.
Mine is one big rectangular leather pouch with border stitching, rivets and a worn-out clasp. It was a bit more than I could afford to spend at the time with no compartments for credit cards and change, but it called to me and over the past 20 years it possesses a luster that’s a roadmap to charm, and yes, rustic glam.
Like timeworn slippers or an old leather sofa, it has served me well. It owes me nothing as the saying goes. The leather once bright and stiff is now supple and tanned with oils, (and an ink spot) giving it an irresistible patina.
Keeping track of this issue’s language, I’ve noted that handsome, natural, approachable and comfort dominate. That glam wasn’t identified by glitz or speciousness, but hospitality and balance.
There’s a dexterity that prevails, employing the traditional notion of rustic and the conventional wisdom of glam. Stone and velvet. Edwardian and midcentury all come to the table with accessibility and whimsy.
Residing in bucolic upstate New York, I find rustic glam in the mountainous curves and the graceful sails. The visuals are quiet and meaningful.
Rustic glam, perhaps once regarded as an oxymoron is now about oxidation – getting patinaed for life.
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