Much has been written about the fanny pack. Most of it is bad.
What began as a utilitarian fashion craze of the early 90s (shut up, you know you had one) has now been strictly relegated to the arena of unabashed tourist. Worse than Tevas, worse than zip-off pants, worse than wielding a guidebook or clutching a map or asking for directions loudly in English, the fanny pack is the ultimate signifier of clueless tourist. Just ask the people who write this blog.
But on my last trip in Austin, my good friend and travel buddy Liz presented a most compelling argument in favor of the fanny pack:
I guess it’s all in how you wear it.
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Haha, that’s hilarious! I live in Austin, but I can’t say I’ve seen anyone here wearing a fannypack. Then again, I never thought of using it THAT way before…
I can’t even express my joy upon seeing this. Amazing.
I have a friend who rocks the fanny pack when traveling. I must say, some people pull it off well, but I don´t think I am one of them 😉
Haha. Funny thing is, I know a fucking lot of people who wear fanny packs these days. They are kind of in with the hipsteresque punkesque crowd. A few years back I remember talking about all the merits of fanny pack-dom and deciding that the problem was the name. We immediately renamed them chaos bags. 🙂 Being able to hold your beer for you is just another plus.
Chaos bag—nice one!
You couldn’t pay me enough to wear a fanny pack, but I think this is a very practical piece for travel!