How your backpack is ruining your style game (and picks to help you upgrade).
So your look is sick. The layering is right and the shoes are on point. You're about to step out the door and give these haters a reason to hate when you throw on your tired ass old backpack and fuuuuuuuuccckkk where did the swag go? Time to retire the Jansport, dude. No shade, Jansport, you got us through a lot, but it's time to upgrade. See, most New Yorkers rely on trains and cabs and our own two feet, and we need something to carry the things that keep the "oh shit" moments to a minimum. For me, "oh shit" moments usually consist of any combination of the following: the wind creating a new avant-guard hair style, realizing my new shoes aren't as comfortable as I thought after walking nine blocks and not sure whether or not my ankles are bleeding, getting a massive headache after my hangover kicks in, forgetting to wear deodorant and that was me I smelled on the train earlier, my phone battery dropping from 80% to 33% in the matter of 15 minutes IN AIRPLANE MODE, and the list goes on. You need a backpack, but you don't need it to ruin your style.