Ladies? If you're going to a concert, and I don't mean a concert where you have actual seats and can be gouged stupid for drinks and food and t-shirts.

I mean, if you go to a show in what basically is a bar with a stage, where you have to stand and contend with people so up in your personal space they'll be able to leave the show and have intimate knowledge of whether or not your deodorant failed you that day. That kind of concert.

Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, stop bringing your big frickin' bags in with you. You do not, I repeat, DO NOT need to have whatever it is that you have in that space-intruding sack to get yourself through the show. All you need is a wallet, your cell phone, and maybe some lip gloss. And all of that stuff can fit in your pockets.

And if you don't have pockets? Invest in a teeny, tiny bag that can tuck under your armpit so that when the combination of nostalgia for your youth and Amstel Light come together as one, and you start shaking your groove thang so vigoriously that your purse has jacked me in the arms, chest, and in some cases, my face, I won't have to send hateful vibes your way.

So, to sum: Purses Don't Belong In Rock Clubs. Live by it, girls.

Posted by Erin at 03:51 PM | filed under: Odds and ends

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