September

Travelling Made Easy

Travelling with my family can be a nightmare. Because checking a bag has become so expensive, my entire family frequently travels with carry-on items only. This is easy for my son and husband, who would wear the same clothes for an entire week if I’d let them. However, for my daughter, it’s a different story. She refuses to go anywhere without her arsenal of makeup, shampoo, lotion and I don’t even know what else. Every time we pack, she is put into a panic, desperately trying to fit all of her necessary items into a Ziploc bag. Whenever I bring…

The Switch Up

It’s funny, I never wanted a big family, but life had other ideas in the form of my brother, who had five kids and then lost his job and came to live with us for a while. I already had one son and two dogs, so adding in five kids and my brother’s three dogs meant we were suddenly swimming in warm bodies in our modest house. I didn’t mind; I love my brother. But it was a challenge. And he inspired me to buy a bunch of clear bags from the Clear Bag Store after one unfortunate holiday we…

No Rest for the Wicked … Busy

Like everyone else in the universe, I graduated from school owing a monstrous amount of money to an awful lot of people. This was expected, though seeing those numbers in black print was a bit of a shock of cold water. But I wasn’t raised to moan and groan, or to have debts; my parents advised me sternly to clear up that debt as soon as possible, and also to move out of the house as soon as possible and get my own place, because they had big plans for my room.   So, I got a job. It wasn’t…

Schools and Everything Else

The new NFL policy is just the latest advance in the World Domination of Clear Bags – something we’ve been talking about for years now. Schools all over the country have been revising their policies to require clear or mesh bags because of the madness of students bringing weapons to class – like the five year old boy in Tennessee who brought a loaded gun to his elementary school, where it went off in the cafeteria. Luckily, no one was injured – but it’s a wakeup call about the need for more security in our schools. When it comes to…

NFL Goes All Clear

If you’re a football fan, you know that sound you heard last week was millions of women screaming as one in outrage over the new NFL All Clear bag policy, which limits the type and size of bags that will be allowed into NFL team stadiums – they all have to be clear, aside from small clutch-style purses you can’t fit a foam finger or a good supply of body paint into. You’ve probably also heard about the chaos that has ensued. Some stadiums are denying entry to people who bring the wrong bags, while others have quite a mess…

Back Just In Time to Save the World with Clear Bags

Greetings from The Clear Bag Store! You may have noticed we went under the radar for a while. We had some nagging issues with our website, and as anyone who’s ever started a renovation in their house knows, once you start poking around you quickly decide to just tear it all out and start fresh – which is what we did. We’re back with a fresh new design, a more user-friendly online store, and some brand new product ranges. And just in time, too! Between all the schools adopting new clear bag policies in the wake of even more (unbelievable)…

The Efficiency Expert Gains Another Two Minutes

I got the nickname “E” through a series of adolescent events wherein my friends discovered, slowly, that I was a bit … structured. At first I was referred to as The Efficiency Expert by a room-mate at school who I wasn’t even that friendly with, and obviously it was meant as an insult. Though I couldn’t and still can’t see how living your life according to a certain code and schedule is a thing to feel ashamed about.   My real friends thought this hilarious and The Efficiency Expert became my official nickname. In the name of efficiency they then…

Clear See Thru Backpack and the Case of the Missing Puppy

Who would have thought? A clear see thru backpack and a missing puppy. Having children, I think – and tell everyone after my second glass of wine – is a three-stage experience. At first they are formless beings that are alternately cute and horrifying but are largely free from opinions and individual will. Then comes the second stage, which lasts approximately until they are thirty years old, when they begin to think they have their own ideas about what to do with their time, and complain loudly when you forbid it. Complain, or, in the case of my own children,…

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