For the first time ever, I relinquished control over my Market grain sacks and hired a little summer help to hand paint the Frenchy stripes on every invitation. Tori is a hometown girl who happens to be a professional model (seriously—stumbled upon her while searching for comfy clothes for post-surgery!) and is home for the summer from NYC before starting Ole Miss in August. This is irrelevant to her ability to paint stripes on bags, except that she did text and ask if I knew of any babysitting jobs this summer, and while I didn’t have anything for her on that front—I asked if she’d be interested in helping me here and there while she’s home. And thank goodness. She striped hundreds of linen bags today… And did it better than me.