...the classic, handy L.L. Bean Boat and Tote.
Truth is, at my core, I'm just not a Boat and Tote kind of girl.
I'm a big, blingy, will-break-when-you-pack-too-many
I'm a little gaudy, like in my first life I was likely a Solid Gold Dancer...and Solid Gold Dancers just don't shop the Bean, right?
It's not so much a desire to put fashion over function, it's just personal preferance. Sometimes, though, being true to yourself just isn't worth it.
For the past 5 beach trips I've taken, honeymoon included, I've arrived without a beach bag.
I'll just buy a something when I get there...turns into You're not paying that much for a straw bag are you? or not buying anything at all and taking my purse - classy!
Last week, Dan and I were in Charleston with my parents. Of course, I arrived sans tote. In route to the sand on our first day, my family was kind enough to stop at Wal-Mart so I could run in and buy something in which to stow my sunscreen + books. I bought a $7 straw bag, in black, and no joke, before the first day ended, my bag had popped a handle and started to unravel. By Day 2, it was in total ruins.
At that moment, I swore that upon my return home I would break down and order the LL Bean Boat + Tote. And so I did.....
It's cute and all, and the yellow is fun. Though I wouldn't exactly describe my style as preppy, I've never met a monogram I didn't love. This bag just doesn't feel like me...but I guess that's half the fun of travel, living a little outside of yourself for a few days.