I can’t claim to possess any great amount of dignity; unfortunately, the Internet can prove that all too well. But of all the things I receive the most grief for, it’s my predilection towards wearing a fanny pack.
My friends recently shared this exchange over Facebook:
And a few weeks ago, as I was preparing to go to a Solange concert, Jordie looked at me and moaned, “Oh, no, not only are you going to wear that ridiculous outfit, but you just have to top it off with that fanny pack, don’t you?”
Y’all, I really don’t get it. Fanny packs are of great utility, look fashionable, and allow me to get my dance on without having to readjust a purse strap on my shoulder. So my friends Justin, Timbaland, and I got together to write an ode in honor of this oft-maligned accessory.