Saturday, July 09, 2005

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So, I've spent the last hour trying to clean up my room and pack up shiz to give to my mother to take down to VA when she arrives in a few days -- stuff that I shouldn't see again until I arrive at my dorm at Yale for law school (no laughs, please).

And so, of course, my thoughts turned to Paris and la rue de Delambre, where I shall be living, and then my thoughts turned to having to carry my laptop around Paris. Somehow, when I gave Michelle my old laptop, I gave her my laptop case, as well. I've been carrying it around in my MTA messenger bag and it is wreaking havoc on the bags straps.

So, I need something new. Something stylish. Something hip. Something Acme Made. Only, heavens, these bags range from $140 to $170. But they are so beautiful I want to cry, only a single tear, and then swim in it (the tear, not the bag).

I am very glad people have to come to realize that chunky, black and nylon is over, but why does design have to come at the cost of cost? Can't a bag be designed from equally durable material as the old Tumi bags of the 20th century with 21st century style (which is really just a pastiche of latter 19th and early 20th century styles) and be under $40?

I have come across these Pinder bags, which may serve as an adequate substitute (slim, colorful, Jane without being plain), but having feasted my eyes on the Acme Made, can I really settle for Pinder? That's like choosing Healthy Choice over Cold Stone, Flushing over Park Slope, Cardozo over Cornell. It may be the more prudent choice, but what is prudent compared to matters of the heart and personal mode?

And why does the assumption seem to be that only women of means like bags that are slim, padded, stylish and colorful? Not that I think bags necessarily need to be gendered, but I admit that I would prefer to carry my laptop in a more "masculine" but still colorful and hip bag, that does not cost an exorbitant amount of money.

Oh, what is to become of me?


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