CheapJAP

Love With Hate Icing

Green & Annoying, Err, Gorgeous

This bag was part of my JAPnukah loot, courtesy of Mommy. It’s not my favorite thing she scored at Scoop; even at the fair price of $28, it’s a little too message-y for my taste. But I use it going to and from work when I have to cart around my tragically boring uniform of a white button-down shirt and black pants.

A friend saw me with the bag and quipped, “Is that supposed to be ironic?” Fine, I own a lot of leather. Fine, I had a shearling coat by the age of 13. Would I rather be carrying a massive designer leather tote? Obviously. Do I have the means to procure one at this moment? No, but I’m working on it.

Why is this silly little hemp bag more socially acceptable than designer fakes or low-budget leather? Because it’s not trying to look expensive. It knows it’s cheap. It likes that it’s cheap. It’s cheapness is a big Eff Off to overpriced bags everywhere. And thankfully, it’s not nearly as prevalent as that I’m Not A Plastic Bag everyone and their mom was wearing six months ago. Yet.