Welcome to the first installment of What’s In Your NPR Bag?, a weekly column where we ask the fashionably green what the fuck they are carrying around in their canvas bag.
Fellow Mediciner Rachel Elder brought it to my attention that the proper name for this phenomena sweeping the nation and specifically Brooklyn was the NPR bag. I’ve noticed a massive spike in men carrying these bags, this can be attributed to several factors :
1. Perfect size for record shopping.
2. Says that you care about the environment but not in a hippie way, unless you have a yoga mat poking out.
3. Less “faggy” than a really corporate MurseĀ® aimed at the metro / Details mag set but still nothing that a jock would carry chewing tobacco or energy drinks in.
4. Another surface to communicate your likes and dislikes, you’re a walking beacon for whatever you choose to promote or disrespect.
I hate even carrying a wallet or keys so I was more interested in what could be in a dude’s NPR bag. Call it coincidence but I ran into long time friend of Meds, Ethan Snell at small party in Brooklyn and picked his brain.
“My NPR bag? Ohhh my tote, yeah man fuck this one is brand new, my girlfriend screenprinted these for an indie craft fair and I just started carrying it a few days ago, it’s so convenient and of course I’m a huge fan of her design work so that’s a perk!”
Though the bag was brand new there was a dusting of Drum tobacco already lining the bottom where some pens, lighters and keys rested next to some freshly signed paperwork for a brand spanking new Condo on the park (co-signed by Dad, I peeked sorry!) Congrats though Ethan, a copy of the New Yorker, a few of those nasty free subway condoms, a Luna bar wrapper and an empty Kombucha bottle.
“Yeah I guess I’m ready for anything with bag” Ethan remarked “though I still need to get a few bare essentials in there, gum, iPod, The Believer and my journal, I’m a designer and I’m constantly inspired by my surroundings, you see so many interesting images and graphics in Brooklyn, in a bodega, a tag on a wall or even just some of the interesting looks you see in Williamsburg, it’s like a constant living breathing reference book so it’s essential to make notes in between brunch and happy hour!”
Thanks to Mr. Snell for letting me snoop around your NPR bag.




July 24th, 2008 at 2:09 pm
Send me your snail mail address when you get a chance. I know someone here at NPR who’d like to send you something….
July 24th, 2008 at 2:53 pm
i have the best “NPR bag” in NYC, get at me
July 24th, 2008 at 3:41 pm
“Thanks to Mr. Snell for letting me snoop around your NPR bag.” — In my mind I hear Dave Chappelle from that “NY Boobs” sketch saying this.
July 24th, 2008 at 8:12 pm
My NPR bag says PHOTO MIAMI to show that I am cultured. Inside it has an old copy of the NY Review of Books (to show I’m smart)…always.