I woke up Sunday and there were limited breakfast options and no coffee in the house.
What to do?
So I hopped in my car and headed for a Bruegger’s. And not just any Bruegger’s, but the one adjacent to a TJ Maxx.
Since I was feeling the need for some retail therapy, I decided to pop in.
Where I found this:
A fucking cool Ben Sherman satchel. And since I am such a whore for manbags, it’s now mine.
And I also found this:
A handsome weekender duffel in a fetching herringbone fabric. It is also now mine.
I will be using both this coming week on my business trip.
Imma be ‘conspicuously gay’ for this travel!
Mangina Monologues 
“fetching herringbone fabric” how gay are you?!
…..I love herringbone fabric.
Wait, what? Did you buy two of one bag and describe each differently? Are you doing this just to make me crazy? Crazier. I’m going to go lie down now.
They both look the same to me. I must not be gay enough to tell the difference between them….
Now to be a good fag we have to start carrying purses? WTF! Look, I’m all for fisting and felching and doing other so-called gay things but I REFUSE to carry a purse!
And I’m with Erik. They both look the same to me. Was one made by hobbled sweatshop slave children in Beijing and the other by hobbled sweatshop slave children in Hong Kong?
Alright, where’s my last comment when I called it a fucking purse.
Very smart looking!