Designer Word Games

Today I was looking through an old wooden trinket box which didn’t yield any treasure. It did give up three dictaphone tapes, an old receipt, a dried up tube of false nail glue and eight letters. Not letters of the ‘Dear Beki’ kind, but the alphabet kind; let me explain.

Many years ago I was given a Moschino shoulder bag for my birthday. It became my comfort blanket. It went with me whatever the occasion. Corner shop or Australia, christening or funeral, it was over my shoulder. In fact here’s a photo of me and my bag (over my shoulder, I’m not being rude about my mate Lynne on the left) at a race circuit somewhere, sometime.

People bought me posh leather shoulder bags, embroided clutch bags, sturdy handbags but the Moschino bag was never to surrender to these young pretenders. For years it remained literally by my side until its retirement two years ago. It’s bottom had gotten soggy one to many times, the lining ripped and frayed – what a metaphor for life.

When it departed for the bag knackers yard I took off the metal lettering in remembrance and that is what I found today. Now what to do with them.

I could put them on a cheap belt to create my own designer fake but there is a problem. I do not own a belt as my waist is missing presumed spread.

And I’ve never understood the designer logo thing anyhow. I never loved the bag because of the word Moschino – ours was a pure and unconditional love between a woman and her bag which did not bow to the constraints of society and fashion. And is Moschino considered fashionable now? As my bottom is to me, I am to fashion – always behind.

I could sell them on Ebay to some poor fop who worships at the temple at Coleen and Posh. But I am loathe to part with them (the letters, Coleen and Posh are welcome to sod off).

I could however, put them on my new (and a tad inferior) bags and change the words as suits my mood. But what words to have from moschino?

I suppose around Valentines Day I could have Smoochin.

For some reason I am drawn towards Chin Moos.

And being the old rocker I am I should really go for Mosh. Even though this would be a breach of trading standards as I do not venture into the pit at gigs. I sit and watch the moshers whilst eating ice cream which brings me back to the appropriateness of chin moos.

So if you found yourself the proud owner of an m, an s, a c, an h, an i, an n and two os what would you spell out?

Tech Tags: Moschino, handbag, handbags, fashion, Coleen, Posh, Mosh, word+games, anagrams

Comments

[Kate]

The best I could up with is a pair of zen trousers:

OM CHINOS

Worn by all the most stylish yoga instructors.

[* (asterisk)]

I'm normally quite good with anagrams, but all I have here is Chi Moons. Doesn't mean much, does it? Unless you know someone called Chi who likes flashing his ass. Or if chi, the Chinese energy thing has some lunar satellites then I guess they'd be chi moons.

Anyhoo, thanks for stopping by at mine. I'm liking what I'm seeing here, and I'm gonna go now and leave a comment on the Rollins post, too.

[tikkles]

Hej Bek - cool blog.

Thanks for stopping by my joint the other day.

In answer to your question re: cat o'9 tails - yes, they're into some pretty sick kinky shenanigans on the Isle of Man...

Also, perhaps it explains what happened to all those Manx cat tails?

[Stegbeetle]

I'd probably have to go for "Moochin". Or embark on a series of carefully planned lightning raids on other Moschino owners to get enough letters for "I is moochin".

Or, failing the acquisition of other letters of the alphabet to make the whole thing easier, I'd probably put them away somewhere with other things I have that are too close to my heart to throw away but have no practical value in the slightest. One day I will need a whole other house for these things!

[tikkles]

Nice comment! I'm giving that 2 gold stars.

All hail my new favourite comedic MC!

How can I access more of yr unique comedy stylings?

[Cherrypie]

I too have a beloved Moschino handbag which is about ready for Handbag Heaven. I noticed the stitching had started to come undone last week. I toyed with the idea of taking it back to Harvey Nichols to complain about the workmanship ( it worked with the Gucci boots but that's a whole different story) but I have used it every day for the best part of 5 years so I guess it doesn't owe me anything. Come to think of it, it's me that still owes the credit card company.