This post is more about utility than fashion, for once. Let it be said that I have become a huge fan of the cross-body messenger bag. This style has come in handy for my long work days walking around Boston. My hands are free to talk on my phone, text on my phone, tote around morning and afternoon coffees or Arnold Palmers, and pull out my CharlieCard. They look so casual and carefree as if the wearer could not be bothered to carry a frivolous tote or waste an arm with the burden of a purse. I bought a messenger bag for $10 on Newbury Street when my bag ripped hardcore one day. And since then my walks, my work-breaks, and my iced-coffee-filled hands have been making my long days that much less arduous.