My Man-Purse Wins Again! (fine, maybe for the first time, but it wins!!)

Modeling my man-purse in L.A.

Opted for visiting the Stanley Market today, one of the suggestions given to me by Eleonore (my former coworker who lived in Hong Kong while working for TFS) and Jeroen (Eleonore's best friend and current HK resident/TFS employee).  Had no expectations for Stanley, but found out that a) it's on the opposite side of HK island from my hotel, and b) it's a very expat-heavy neighborhood on the South shore, a beach neighborhood of sorts.  The Stanley Market itself is known for its souvenir-y goods geared towards westerners, so I went and checked it out. 

Among the cheap goods and knock-off handbags, I let my guard down.  While looking at t-shirts for Kassie and Lauren, I was approached by three pre-teen Hong Kong kids; they asked if I spoke English and if they could practice with me for school.  I distractedly answered basic questions like "Where are you from?" and "Do you enjoy Hong Kong?" for a few minutes as they wrote notes on a paper.  Before I knew it they wrapped up the interview quickly, and were on their way, disappearing into the crowd.  As they left, I hit the panic button and reached for my "murse" to make sure my things were still there.  All square.  Then I reached for my back pocket, where I'd thrown an old, empty j-crew flip wallet as a "decoy" to see if I'd get pick-pocketed on my journey.  Sure enough, the old wallet was gone.  HA!  I'd fallen for their ruse, but I was prepared!  I was just pissed because I hadn't even yet put a smiley face with a tongue sticking out in the pocket yet!  All I can say is, man am I glad I was wearing my man-purse!  How do you like that, Meg?  CAN YOU STAND IT??