"Wacky Beltpack" Fanny Pack:
When the fanny pack fad began, I was still in elementary school, and it hit hard. Everyone had one of the things, usually in some terribly offensive neon color. It wasn't really about the fashion; even though we were at the right age to consider flaming green fanny packs as the pinnacle of fashion, we moreover just liked the idea of having a pouch for all of our goodies. It transcended the gender lines, too, as most girls hadn't taken to carrying around pocket books yet. It was a sea of fanny packs at the schoolyard -- a ridiculous sight that could be seen for miles.
Some used their waist-wrapped uglybags simply for the daily necessities -- lunch money and the like. Others upped the ante with pens, pencils and magic markers. My group took it a step further: We treated the things like a runaway does their handkerchief-on-a-stick. We'd keep everything from our favorite toys to interesting rocks in them, never really needing any of it but nonetheless determined to make it through each and every day weighed down with five pounds of useless, stupid shit. I can't seem to remember any one specific major celebrity who made fanny packs seem so chic, but for a few years, there was no denying it. We were a generation of shameless fanny pack enthusiasts, and this was one bandwagon even the Kool-Aid Man couldn't resist making a hope jump to board.
The medium-sized "Wacky Beltpack" features a compartment just large enough to house a hundred single packs of Kool-Aid, with a neat skateboarding Kool-Aid Man image dead center on the front. There's nothing wacky enough here to make the bag live up to its name, unless you consider nylon as equaling party time. And you might. I mean, I don't really know you.
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Matt
