SSSG Mod Bag

Her fellow agent couldn't resist a sneer, as his gaze travelled down her trim tweed suit, her mod tote, and her fabulously tall spectator pumps, "Don't expect me to bail you out if there's a fight." One fist to the solar plexus and he folded over. She back-handed him once, twice. It was all most satisfying. She flicked an invisible piece of lint off her skirt. "Never underestimate a well-dressed woman." This indispensible tote will hold your cellphone, keys, wallet, favourite Raymond Chandler novel, and lethal lipstick of choice. We recommend scarlet red. Don't leave home without it.