Somehow, fanny packs are back “in” fashion. I’m not sure they were ever fashionable to begin with, but….
They’ve been renamed. I suppose it’s to take away the stigma of some slob wearing a bag around their waist. So now they’re called “belt bags.”
Whatever! Still a FANNY PACK.
Sure, back in the day I had quite a few fanny packs. I was younger, with the mentality of a senior citizen. I wore such a hideous bag only when going to an amusement park. Made sense. It was sensible.
Now, fanny packs are belt bags and are actually really cute. Like this one from Venus:
When I think belt bag, I think fanny pack—and this:
So, should I get a belt bag? I’m not fashionable, so slipping into re-named-fanny-pack-dom might be acceptable…
P.S. And no one wore such a bag near their fanny. It always rides on the hip or front side. Duh! But I suppose "gut pack" wasn't as cutesy.
I’m just going to start by saying, I know I’m not perfect. Very far from it. I have flaws. I have issues. But I check myself. Especially before posting to social media.
My hot mess cousin provides much entertainment on the Facebook. When she wasn’t putting it out there that she was trying catch some money-loaded “D”, or pushing her short-lived Mary Kay business (and getting upset after two days that no one wanted to buy stuff “to support her”), she vomits deep-thought advice. Like this:
“Everybody wants to be someone else… why not just be yourself? Bc someone out there wants to be you as well”
Deep. But hypocritical considering you used a Snapchat filter on yo face for your profile pic. Filter = not real = being someone/something you’re not.
Personally, I’m a filter fan. I want a real-life filter on my face 24/7. But I also don’t tell people to be real, while I’m using my filter. So, girl. Check yo self.
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