Man-Bags

Shortly after we discovered that Brecken was pregnant, I began having horrible dreams of becoming "that guy." You know... the "my-manliness-isn't-threatened-because-I-am-carrying-a-Vera-Bradley-diaper-bag" guy. I don't think I was really that insecure about it, but the dreams of me toting around an overstuffed, overpatterned bag in airports, restaurants, bars, sidewalks, etc. did have me a bit worried.

Thankfully, Brecken and her friend Sarah teamed up to find a "man-bag" from Lands' End. It is a small, or more aptly stated, efficient, dark, and arguably sporty alternative. Tossing it over the shoulder still clearly announces "I'm a dad, and I've got diapers," but in more of a "you better believe I'm ready for another cold one" type of way. Life was good again, and the dreams subsided.

Well, fast forward through pregnancy, birth, and 14 months, and here we go again. I need some professional viewer opinions. Owen has taken a real fancy for a bag that I don't think can really be considered a man-bag.

Set aside the two handed pose he is striking for the camera, and evaluate the "bag." Part of me keeps coming back to the fact that this box once housed cigars (manly), yet the other part of me cannot get over the ribbon and beaded handle (not manly). Eerily, the interior lining is Vera-Bradley-esque. This one is really tricky.

Suffice it to say that Brecken classifies this as a purse, and in so doing, rules out any chance of this being a man bag. I'm glad Owen is so self-assured, but we might be visiting Lands' End again soon.

Disclaimers:

- No offense intended to our designer friend Margarita.

- Sarah - does this Lands' End plug get me discounts?

- No cigars were wasted in the posting of this blog.