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Rounded lines with all the features. The Pocket Book takes all your cards, bills and coins without unnecessary bulk. A pull-tab makes it easy to prioritise store cards, while the beautiful feature closure ensures the wallet stays closed in your bag. Add a little craft to your daily carry.
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Teppei Teranishi spent nearly 15 years as an innovative guitarist in the California rock band, Thrice. After much success and acclaim, Teranishi now handcrafts leather goods on Vashon Island, just west of Seattle. There in a minimal setting, inspiration is easily found in the shade of mountaintops and sprawling landscapes. The Teranishi products are executed using traditional craftsmanship and exemplify subtlety, detail, and the belief that there is statement in understatement.
Director: Daniel Navetta
Production Co. ApK
DP: Corey Fontana
music was gently borrowed from: Real Estate
Based in Salt Lake City, Utah, Old Flowers provides durable handmade leather iPhone cases. Created by Caleb Flowers, the craftsman comes from a history of skilled leather workers. Old Flowers is a new take on a time honored tradition.
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When the cops came to arrest me I’d just strobe them my miraculous breasts. ‘What-flash-seems-flash-to be-flash-the problem-flash-officers?’ They’d stammer out a warning and I’d walk away scot-free. Must be great to be a chick. Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, Montana. She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?