Last night, approximately 2 hours before my birthday, BC tricked me into believing that he thought my birthday was on Sept 9, instead of Sept 8. For a second even I thought I’d mixed up the date of my birth! Somehow this rouse went one, believably, until a single tear rolled down my cheek at the exasperated thought of my boyfriend of two years NOT knowing my birthday.
If only I’d had a leather belt I’d have…
Crafted a Belt Chair or Seat
Belt Chair via Apartment Therapy
Belted Seat at Gather by Heritage Salvage
Recycled leather to make rugs
Eileen Fisher’s Recycled Leather rug via Garnet Hill
Added sturdy leather handles to my favorite apple crate
Old Farm style Tote via Foundation Antiques
Applied leather scraps to make a high end luxury pieces
petit H Jewellery Hooks (made from leather scraps) by Hermes via House and Home April 2011
Laid new leather flooring
Modular Leather Belt Floor Tiles by Ting London via Apartment Therapy
I certainly would not have used that leather for retaliation against my boyfriend. No, sir! Besides, all was forgiven when the clock struck midnight and I began receiving “Birthday Princess” treatment. And it’s certainly sweet to to wake up to this:

Did I ever tell you he’s an especially good wrapper?