My first duct tape bag was a huge hit. Countless strangers have stopped me on the street and asked, “Excuse me, is your bag made out of duct tape?” To which I reply, “Why yes, yes it is!” They then express some amount of surprise and admiration, usually in the form of, “Wow, that’s so cool.” I respond with something along the lines of, “Thank you,” and then, like two ions in an NaCl solution, our temporary bond is broken and we continue on our separate ways.

Anyway, I had some duct tape left over from my birthday gift from Ben, and though I myself had no use for another bag, I knew that Meri–who often expressed her admiration of my mad duct tape skillz–would appreciate something wrought with my hands. So I made her this bag with the white, yellow, and silver duct tape. This one only took me a couple of hours; I am perfecting my duct tape technique.