Things I want #1: Obey Uptown Messenger Bag

As a person who wears and likes clothes, I'm unfortunately prone to wanting things... a lot. And the first thing I want is the Uptown Messenger Bag from Obey. As a student with more important bills to pay, it would be foolish to impulsively buy it, especially because I don't exactly have money (a minor incidental) because I don't exactly have a real job (another incidental) but whatever. In one month I will have a real fake job, and I will suddenly believe that I have disposable income. And after food and other practical things this may be my first purchase!

Perks: The pattern is fantastic and Pendleton-esque. Apparently that's in... or was in... and that's slightly irrelevant but a perk nonetheless. It will go well with my olive green army(ish) jacket, as well as my huge navy parka, which is necessary for Minnesota winters. 

Drawbacks: I can't get it now. Not entirely sure how I feel about the white on the back, as it will probably turn blue from my jeans and brown from everything dirty in the world. Also, just from the picture I can tell I probably wouldn't ever buckle the straps because they're so thin. Maybe they would look good unclasped? 

I was surprised to find such a bright bag from Obey, as it doesn't seem like the most obvious stem from the whole propaganda motif, but I think it's great and in several months it will be mine! MUAHAHA.

I wear clothes.

You might, too, which is comforting because we probably have that in common. For the past two years I've been consuming blogs like it's my job or like they're my friends or like I don't have anything better to do. (For the record, I probably do.) After simply reading other blogs for this long, I want to contribute to the conversation... or just talk to myself...
My point is I like clothes and I have yet to meet anyone where I currently live who thinks as highly of them as I do. I try to explain it to the few people I've foolishly divulged this information, and I can never properly explained my views because I'm sort of still figuring them out. I have no idea what I'll be doing or where I'll be living in five years, so why should I decide what I think of what I will be wearing in five years? Those probably aren't analogous.
To make myself seem too highbrow to handle, here is one of my favorite Dave Eggers quotes:

"It's fashion, and I don't like fashion, because fashion does not matter."

It's probably true- I don't really care what other people are wearing because it's in, and I don't really care if other people don't understand why I like clothes. I'm more concerned with the aesthetic and the ideas behind the clothes, or the visceral reaction I have when immediately seeing a collection and the pieces that stick out months or years after. Basically, I like clothes, and I like talking about clothes because I wear clothes most of the time I'm not bathing. I might discuss other things, like how vague the word thing is, but expect some words about clothes.

Clothing wearer,

Michel