January 2013 - The Clear Bag Store

The Secret Shame and the Medium Tote Bag

I’m a guy who generally moves through his day in a sort of pleasant fog. All my life, I’ve been this way – sort of happy to live an interior life. When I was a kid I started reading all the time – on the bus to school, during class, at home in bed, even while walking around. That hasn’t changed much. I’m all grown up and have a great job, but I still like to read all the time. The problem is what I read. I don’t like eBooks. Can’t explain it, just don’t care to read on a…

Clear Backpacks

Parenting with the Right Backpack – Small Backpack

When I bought my little girl Marcia the small clear backpack, it was because I’d been sold on its two main advantages: Getting Marcia through her school’s security as quickly as possible, and keeping things organised. Marcia’s smart, but she’s a dreamer. She’s a dreamer now and in constant need of reminders about everything – I can’t wait to see what she’s like when she’s seventeen and actually has things to worry about! Part of Marcia’s dreaminess plays out in a pretty rich imagination. Marcia can spend days on end pretending one thing or another. She once pretended to be…

Transparent Tote Bags

Finding Love with The Peace Sign Tote Bag

Jerry’s parties are always fantastic, to the point where all of us are constantly terrified of getting on Jer’s bad side and missing an invite. He does about four soirées every year and they are all equally amazing. He’s arranged his house well and he does have a faboo deck in the back, so the space is actually great for parties. Plus, he always invites his neighbours so there’s never any noise complaints! Every one of Jerry’s parties has a theme, too – they’re just so much fun. Not getting an invite from Jerry is like receiving a death sentence…

Diaper Bags

How the Medium Diaper Bag Saved my Husband from Drop Bears

I used to think of my husband and I as hearty, active people. We liked to get out and do things, we stayed in shape and ate right. We had adventures. He will still tell you about the time I abandoned him in the wilderness to be eaten by Drop Bears when we were momentarily lost, but first of all that’s only partially true because Drop Bears do not exist and secondly it was chilly and I had a stone in my shoe and I would certainly have gone back looking for him after a change of shoes and a…