They are made from a strip of bike inner tube that I sewed with contrasting stitching. I used a 1 1/4″ split key ring (room for plenty o’ room for keys and grocery store, pet store cards) and I put it all together (OK, I hammered it with conviction) with a metal rivet and washer. The strap is plenty big for your wrist. It’s approximately 10 inches in  circumference.

Anyhoozles, they are on my etsy store now so check ‘em out if you need a hand-free way to keep your keys close.  Here’s another photo to tantalize you…

One has an adjustable strap, the other has the swivel clip so you can hook and unhook at will…if you’re into that sort of thing.

Both have an outside pocket for stashing lottery tickets, secret notes, shopping lists and business cards. They are smooth, sleek and rubbery. And both feel darned lucky to be a part of the fashionable recycled, upcycled, vegan, do-gooder accessory world and not laying around in the landfill. They are smiling and they will make you happy if they end up resting upon your shoulder as you traipse around your world.

I have them up on Etsy now!  If you have questions, email me! They are priced at $39.

Here’s more pics:

For size reference…Caesar is 14 lbs of solid muscle, bone and fur. I just hope he doesn’t pounce on those poor, defenseless purses.

I just put this Grommety Wristlet bag up on Etsy….it was obviously very cold and turning blue that day…or the color balance went terribly terribly wrong…sigh.

I put a CRAZY low price on it so it’ll probably go fast. Have I gone mad?

Stay warm and upright!

Trip to Family Bikes in Waldo

Rode to Family Bikes today to get more inner tubes.

Inner tubes fit nicely in Basil Panniers.

Theresa, the proprietress was there so had a nice conversation with her and she showed me some lovely Endura wool tops, some gloves and I also really want the knickers. They are on sale, I think, so I may be going back for more than tubes!

The sun made it seem warmer for sure. Lovely day for a bike ride. Hardly seems like Christmas week.

Stopped by the Coffee Girls for a decaf on the way home.  There were no girls there, by the way, except for me.