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Beautiful Purple Italian Leather Messenger Bag.

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This bag is beautiful. It is one of the most beautiful leathers I have ever purchased in Italy. This particular tannery near Firenze makes the most luxurious leathers, but I do not remember the name right off the top of my head; I would have to look in my files. I just remember the leather was costly. So I could only run a few designs in this leather. If you like a rich deep purple color, you will appreciate the beauty of this design.  When I re-launched the Rocco & Dante handbag collection last year, just one month before the Covid-19 lockdown, my sales were pretty good-just from social media alone, primarily Facebook. Covid really took a toll on any type of retail or e-commerce. I have set up the brand to be DTC or Direct To Consumer. I really don't have the energy to find wholesale clients, and all the boutiques have basically shut down. I almost feel it is the DTC model or bust. I am probably right. People just are not shopping like they used to; here in San Diego, even in

Value in Pain.

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  They say that there is value in pain. In suffering. That without suffering you do not grow and earn the character that you need in life. I wonder though, how many character-building lessons do I need, do we need? Do I need more character at this point in my life? I thought I already had enough. I feel like there is enough character in myself for now. I might be wrong.  Here is a photo to go with this blog post. It means nothing, but it is nice. Sometimes nice is enough for me.

Two Neighbors Store Closing Sale!

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  Two Neighbors Update Due to Covid-19, Two Neighbors is closing their flagship La Jolla, CA store. All merchandise is now 50% off. The store is located at 7863 Girard Ave, La Jolla, CA 92037. All of the goods are made in Palestine and Israel by the women of Two Neighbors.  The doors will close this spring and we will only operate an online store after that.  You can also find everything online at www.twoneighbors.com Thank you for your patronage and supporting "Peace Through the Eye of a Needle."

You Don't Know What You Have Until It is Gone.

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Rest in Peace Darling 2014-2020. I Miss You.    I did not feel well the other day, so I went to urgent care at Scripps Hospital in La Jolla/Torrey Pines at 7:30 PM after we walked the Marco and had dinner. I did a bunch of tests and came home at 11:30 PM. Marco the pug had been walked and fed already - I had a sandwich and gave him the crust and at 12:30 PM I took him outside to walk around a little bit for his nightly "pee" walk. To get him and the cat to go downstairs I normally use a piece of cheese or lunch meat. I brought out a piece of lunch meat. Otis the cat grabbed most of it and left part of it at the top of the stairs. Marco ate it and ran down the stairs to the door to get his leash on. (this is our routine) The dew was already out at a little after midnight and he kept stopping to sniff the trees he normally pees on. He peed on a few then after about 5 I decided to take him inside because it was already past midnight and I was exhausted. I would have gone for a l

Summer Sale!

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 Summer Sale! 30% off all handbags at www.roccodante.com  

Rocco & Dante Summer Sale!

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Our Summer Sale is still going strong at Rocco & Dante handbags!  Head over to our website at www.roccodante.com to get your coupon code for 30% off any handbag or accessories on our website!  Now is a great time to get an Italian leather bag for a really amazing Direct to Consumer price point! Thank you for supporting small business!  Photo credit: Larae Lobdell

White Privilege

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With the current headlines about racism and inequality in the USA, I was reflecting on my first experience with racial inequality and what we now term, "white privilege". I am a white female. I grew up in a predominately white area in rural Eastern Washington.  The population was white with a Hispanic minority. I did not experience overt racism at the time as it was a small town and everyone knew each other, and it seemed like we were all poor farm kids. My best friend was Mexican and we went together everywhere, she even lived with us for one summer.  My first experience with overt racism was when I was 18 years old. I moved from my parent's farm to Savannah, Georgia to live with an upper-middle-class white family. I enrolled at Armstrong State University, now  Georgia Southern University–Armstrong Campus. It was and still is a predominately black commuter college. I was a minority but I felt comfortable on the campus. All the students were well dressed, respec