QUALITY MATERIALS: Water-resistant materials that are easily wipeable
SMART DESIGN: Entire pencil case can be opened up to be flat for easy access. SIZE Height 3" Width 8.6" Depth 3"
ATTACH TO BACKPACK: The end of the zipper tape has a snap to attach to a backpack handle.
WATER RESISTANT: Water-resistant polyester. Interior: Water-resistant polyester lining. Machine Wash on gentle when needed
SAFE: BPA, Lead and Phlalate free
Stay sharp with our Adventure Pencil Case. The unique design allows for the case to open completely flat, making it convenient for supplies. SIZE Height 3" Width 8.6" Depth 3" CLEANING INSTRUCTION Spot cleaning recommended. Machine wash only when needed: gentle cycle, cold wash and air dry.
From the brand
TWELVElittle focuses on providing fashionable and functional everyday bags for the modern family.
How we got our start?
TWEVLElittle's founder, Julia, started out designing fashion handbags for several renowned fashion brands; however, when she became pregnant; she struggled to find a stylish and yet practical diaper bag for her own use. So she combined her creative spirit and business savvy to launch TWELVElittle.
What makes our product unique?
Our TWELVElittle diaper bags are designed to help parents through every milestone and are crafted with individual style and are the perfect bags to carry baby amp; parent essentials. Our products are engineered to be long lasting so our bags carry over seamlessly for travel, work or play.
Why we love what we do?
Parenthood is one of the most rewarding and challenging life events any person can experience. Every "first" moment is memorable; the first smile, first step amp; first word. As parents, we know that having the right baby gear for each stage is important when raising a child.
At the end of a long and delicious night of revelry in the bars and bouzouki clubs of the Plaka, the ancient Athens neighborhood clustered against the base of the Acropolis, I followed my group of friends through the dark city streets into the odoriferous maze of the Central Market. Passing shuttered fish stalls, butcher shops, spice emporiums, and a drunk relieving himself against a wall, we entered a narrow side street. There we took our places in a queue that snaked down a flight of stairs and into a basement establishment. I thought at first that we had arrived at yet another watering hole, but when we were finally ushered inside I saw that it was something else entirely: a cavernous subterranean eatery, as crowded and raucous as if it were lunchtime. Beneath the glare of bare bulbs dangling into curls of cigarette smoke, customers dined shoulder to shoulder: revelers like us finishing a night on the town and workingmen — butchers, fishmongers, and vegetable dealers — seeking early morning sustenance before opening their stalls in the Central Market. “We already ate tonight. What are we doing here?” I asked my friend Adonis, an Athenian and our unofficial guide for the evening. “We’ve come for a bowl of soup,” he said, “but not just any soup.” This was patsa, he explained reverentially. “Salvation in a bowl” — a restorative tonic that would cleanse and bolster our blood and our livers and prevent what seemed to be inevitable after such a fine night: one hell of a hangover.
As soon as we were seated, a waiter arrived and covered our table with clean white butcher paper, snapping it into place with metal clips. Within moments he returned with a tray full of steaming bowls of pungently aromatic soup that he allowed to slop over the sides in his rush to serve us and the rest of the hungry crowd.
A tonic? My “salvation”? I mused to myself as I stared into my bowl. It looked more like broth to me. But as Adonis lifted his spoon to his mouth, he looked at me and said, “To this, my dear, we will be thankful tomorrow.” And he was right. …read more