Bear Cartel Wristlets

First it’s no big bags, then no backpacks, then clear bags only, and now, they’re paring us down to just a wristlet at a lot of these shows. It’s not like we like carrying purses, but Don’t They Know We Got Shit To Carry?!? They won’t be happy until it’s just us in our undies with a credit card taped to our foreheads so we have to buy everything fresh inside. Imagine how hard they’re going to search us when you can legally buy weed in there too? Don’t get me started.

These are pretty cute. I made myself one for the Bobby shows, and now I use it every day, to keep all my really important stuff from living free range in my purse. There’s a photo of what I apparently think is my most important shit, so you can judge for yourself what my brain might be like, while you’re estimating if it will hold your most basic concert essentials. My big phone also squeezes in there with all that crap, incredibly, but since it’s also my camera, it’s not in the picture. It’s hand sized, which is how most of them list the size requirement for wristlets or clutches. See, there’s me clutching it? More specifically they’re 8x5x2.5 inches, they have a zipper and a wrist strap, they’re vinyl with a nylon lining that I’m not suggesting you slit on the bottom to keep your secrets secret, but it’s just a possibility that exists.

These were a really big hit the first time, so we had more made up for tour this summer. I love these so much, I have a bunch, all for different things, little electronics, stickers and swag, candies and snacks and other party favours, you know, stuff you don’t want to lose. Almost all sold out, but there were a handful left, get them now before I find other things to put in them and keep them, save me from myself!