Porter

There is no way that we can leave Tokyo without a Porter bag in hand for each of us. It's PORTER! I'm interested in specific labels, and this is one of them. I've got a couple of tops and bottoms from Black. Brainless purchases that make up my basic wardrobe. Nothing exciting. I didn't see anything I really love.

We lunged into the Porter boutique at the Galleria at Roppongi Minato, or Tokyo Mid-town, and traumatized the sales people with our incessant questions. The boutique had such a wide range available! A friend even stated she wanted a diaper bag from there. It was very squishable, thankfully. Laptop bags, fabric bags and even leather bags. I like their sturdy no nonsense designs.

It took a bit of time to decide which two bags I wanted. Hehehhee. I could ask the friends to ship me bags anytime, or use a concierge service, but I'm right here. Now. It's pleasurable to touch and feel the bags, hold them against me and make a decision. Porter bags need to be carried with an attitude and the right clothes. I need to know I can carry them off without looking like a stupid tourist or wannabe! It's got a bit of a grungy thing going. The friends grabbed lots of purchases too. Fruitful. Pleased as punch, we dropped off the huge paper bags at the hotel and put our legs for a bit before heading out to a most yummy dinner.