I'm always on the lookout for the perfect man bag to schlep around my stuff. With that in mind, I found Mark LaFlamme's man-bag experiment to be a wonderfully entertaining read.
Over the past few weeks, half the people I've met out in the world have remarked that I'm a brave soul. A man of singular courage. A fearless fellow who has never said no to a challenge.
The other half implied, through a rich range of verbiage, that I'm a girl. A brave, brave little girl.
It's the purse I've been carrying around. You will note that I did not say "shoulder bag" or "man bag" or any other term that attempts to gild this lily. I am not fooled.
I won't be deterred. One day I'll find my ideal man bag, and I'll wear it with pride. Until Shira refuses to out with me. And then I'll go back to stuffing my pockets.
I have carried many different bags over the years. No one, and I mean no one gives me any grief over it. Then again, the fact that I look like I would murdelyze them in some excruciating fashion may be part of why no one says anything.
ReplyDeleteLike so many other topics on online discussion that have been done to death (does my bag make me look too militaristic?/does my bag make me look like too much of a sissy?/too many others to list), people just need to get over it.
> Then again, the fact that I look like I would murdelyze them in some excruciating fashion may be part of why no one says anything
ReplyDeleteNice ;-).
In all seriousness, you're right. At the end of day, what should drive whether you carry a bag or not is the simple matter of utility.
Need to carry around a laptop or other bulky items, then grab a bag. Heading out without pockets (say, in gym clothes), then grab a bag. If you need one, you need one.
But I sure did get a chuckle from the tortured writing in this article.