I've always had a special affection for leather. PETA probably has me on their Top 10 Hate List.
I love my whiskey, but there is something extraordinarily intoxicating about walking into a leather shop; makes my head spin.
In 1973, I meandered into the Down Under Leather headshop in the Syracuse University campus area (its still there) and was blown away by the leather belts on display. A leathercrafter was sitting on his stool above them all, ready to make you the Belt of Your Dreams. It was irresistible, and although I was having trouble making the rent in my first-year-of-college apartment down the street, I ordered up the belt that I subsequently wore for 30 years (I'm slightly heavier, now). I cherish it:
My collection of leather jackets, boots, belts and much more has done nothing but bloom since that day.
Last winter, at a flea market I bought on impulse an English leather riding saddle, and various bridlery. I don't own a horse, but I do own quite an obsession for leather goods. The bridles (I imagine someone will identify them more accurately) have a particular stink that I can't get enough of. Has someone bottled that smell, yet ?
....and I picked up this cool small town police department walkie talkie belt holder which I use to hold my cable ties.
......and very nice rawhide mallet:
I imagine that I'm not the only one who can't get enough of leather.
I love my whiskey, but there is something extraordinarily intoxicating about walking into a leather shop; makes my head spin.
In 1973, I meandered into the Down Under Leather headshop in the Syracuse University campus area (its still there) and was blown away by the leather belts on display. A leathercrafter was sitting on his stool above them all, ready to make you the Belt of Your Dreams. It was irresistible, and although I was having trouble making the rent in my first-year-of-college apartment down the street, I ordered up the belt that I subsequently wore for 30 years (I'm slightly heavier, now). I cherish it:
My collection of leather jackets, boots, belts and much more has done nothing but bloom since that day.
Last winter, at a flea market I bought on impulse an English leather riding saddle, and various bridlery. I don't own a horse, but I do own quite an obsession for leather goods. The bridles (I imagine someone will identify them more accurately) have a particular stink that I can't get enough of. Has someone bottled that smell, yet ?
....and I picked up this cool small town police department walkie talkie belt holder which I use to hold my cable ties.
......and very nice rawhide mallet:
I imagine that I'm not the only one who can't get enough of leather.