Over the weekend, model Chrissy Teigen tweeted that she had bought herself a bag that she normally wouldn’t spend money on, but this time she did, because YOLO. (If you’re unfamiliar, the phrase YOLO comes from an annoying Drake song and stands for “you only live once.”) She then posted the above picture of the bag, a bead-and-fur-covered version of the Fendi Daisy Clutch. Apparently Teigen’s followers gave her a hard time about the bag, but sometimes you just have to buy what it is that makes you happy, even if it’s weird and expensive and might make others think you’re nuts.
That’s what got us thinking. Imagine you had some extra money (say, $2000), and you could ONLY spend it on the weird bag of your choosing. Something that you wouldn’t normally buy for yourself because it’s impractical or very seasonable or just not custom-tailored to fit into your wardrobe all that well. Or, best of all, because it’s just a little bizarre. Your YOLO bag is the handbag that you judge yourself a little bit for liking so much, and that you promise yourself you will only ever consider buying if it goes on sale, even though the possibility of it selling out makes your heart hurt just a little bit. So what’s your YOLO bag? I’ll share mine (and so should you) after the jump.
Oddly enough, there’s nothing super bizarre out there right now that just speaks to me, either because fall stuff is still coming in or because my definition of what qualifies as truly bizarre has gotten so narrow that almost nothing could reach that threshold. As it is, the bag that I’d buy if I had 2000 bag dollars to spend only on something I’d never actually consider buying is the Prada Jeweled Flat Clutch. It’s just weird enough to qualify, and since it’s a heavily embellished clutch, it’s definitely not a design I can take for a spin on the regular. If you’re picking up what I’m putting down, you can grab it via Neiman Marcus for $1495.
I'd carry that Prada clutch with a pair of black skinny jeans, a purple shirt, and my purple and black Pucci gavroche around my neck.
Personally, my "YOLO" bag doesn't fit your definition at all. I have enough crazy in my wardrobe; I'm the girl who wore a JL shape bag to a baseball game.
The only bag good enough for those dumb "YOLO" moments is my 15 year old Eagle Creek ballistic nylon crossbody bag. In college, this bag earned the nickname "The War Purse."
No matter what I do, or how crazy it seems, I have what I need to survive it. A picnic set, sewing kit, first aid kit, laundry line, makeup set, a novel, a deck of cards and hairbrush. It makes a "Walk of Shame" look like an early morning stroll, an impulsive road trip to Vermont seem effortless. Fencing in Canada? Shopping in London? It's got me through a whole lot.