Before TPF I was not into bags.
When I was a teen I had a red nylon shoulder bag with some graphic stuff in front I really liked. I loved that bag because it was roomy but wouldn't look bulky and it'd fit a cardigan, my books and my make up/personal stuff... I was meeting some friends at a bar one night and I was chatting with a guy that used to work there and I was friendly with. He asked me "Do you always carry THAT bag with you?" and I said "Yeah it is my bag and I carry it, why?" and he replied "You think it's a cool bag huh? It is the most ugly bag I've ever seen"
Mind you I was 17 years old and fresh out of HS and a tom boy at the time, I didn't even had a BF yet, I was in track suits all the time, probably looked like a tall 8th grader. Boy, did that guy hit a nerve! I was mad on the inside but I laughed it off and said something like why would I carry a better bag anyway I just came from my prep classes.
When I went home I kicked the bag and cried. After a series of other coincidental insults about my clothes and hair I got a job to fund new clothes, accessories, salons and fashion magazines. I was a really late bloomer, others knew about this stuff since 11 or 12.
When I was a teen I had a red nylon shoulder bag with some graphic stuff in front I really liked. I loved that bag because it was roomy but wouldn't look bulky and it'd fit a cardigan, my books and my make up/personal stuff... I was meeting some friends at a bar one night and I was chatting with a guy that used to work there and I was friendly with. He asked me "Do you always carry THAT bag with you?" and I said "Yeah it is my bag and I carry it, why?" and he replied "You think it's a cool bag huh? It is the most ugly bag I've ever seen"
Mind you I was 17 years old and fresh out of HS and a tom boy at the time, I didn't even had a BF yet, I was in track suits all the time, probably looked like a tall 8th grader. Boy, did that guy hit a nerve! I was mad on the inside but I laughed it off and said something like why would I carry a better bag anyway I just came from my prep classes.
When I went home I kicked the bag and cried. After a series of other coincidental insults about my clothes and hair I got a job to fund new clothes, accessories, salons and fashion magazines. I was a really late bloomer, others knew about this stuff since 11 or 12.