Packing Heat.

Bum bag, hip/belt/fanny pack - whatever you want to call them; a lot of people regard them as a cardinal fashion sin. In all honesty, I rather like them. I'm not even tooting this just because I've recently bought one. Honestly, I've realized that I like my "fanny pack" companion, when I go out. My little Galliano "guy", slung around my hips, precisely fits my digital camera, debit card, keys, iPhone, powder compact and lipgloss. I don't have a shoulder bag that digs into my shoulder, my arms are free to wave around, hold drinks and in general...a better time can be had. Yeah?

(Ooh and I wear it when I ride the bike, too.)

So that gets that admission out of the way...