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Monday, December 01, 2008

bags baggerie

I'm so crushing on the man bag, and I must admit, on the guy who can
carry off well, carrying a man-bag.
First, because I've been on the market for a new work bag and two, ever
since I saw that picture of Obama holding his bag, I've been noticing random
guys on the street with their own totes. There is a certain kind of panache and confidence to a guy who dresses really well in their business casuals and
their leather satchels. Very dignified, yet young and stylish.
Of course, I prefer my guys to have the more subdued browns and blacks, than this
screaming lime one. Then again, if it's Robert Downey, Jr., he can carry pink for all I care, he'd be gorgeous anyways.

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