HORWEEN AUSTIN CALF LEATHER INSIDIOUS JR

Sent: May 30, 2024

Hey, it’s me. I’m that nagging song infesting your idle mind. First, causing you to start humming. Then tapping along. Before you know it you’re singing at the top of your lungs til your neighbors pound the walls. I burrow inside you, invade your consciousness and, before long, become a part of you. I’m caffeine coursing through your system early in the morning, at noon, and after dinner. I’m that feeling you feel on vacation, never wanting it to end. Allow me to introduce myself...

I’m Insidious.

I grip your back like a glove. I’m swung and slung in front of you when needed with the quickness. Grabbed by the handle and tossed in the passenger seat. Unbuckled like a stealthy Ninja. I love lefties and righties alike. I have more pockets than a denim store and rock my metal hardware whilst flying a finger to the incessant, overuse of cheap, flimsy, certain to break plastic.

Sure, the world may need to tidily lump me into a narrow category labeling me just a ‘Sling Bag.’ I don’t care. I know what I am. I’m more. Much more. I’m utility and rugged Made in USA Badassery Horween Leather construction. I’m tactical and minimal all at the same time. I’m proudly made by a rag tag team of misfits and miscreants in Chicago who are insanely obsessed with bags. But I digress.

I. Am. Insidious.

I easily go from being the quintessential ‘Daddy Diaper’ bag to cycling or moto sidekick to festival bro. I’m perfect at 36,000 feet as a carry-on and can spelunk with the best of em. Buy me. Try me. I don’t think you’ll deny me. I’m with you. I’m here for you. I’ll become a part of you. I'm insidiously yours to do with me what you will.

DEFY

4527 N. Ravenswood, Suite 105

Chicago, IL 60640

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HORWEEN AUSTIN CALF LEATHER INSIDIOUS JR HORWEEN AUSTIN CALF LEATHER INSIDIOUS JR Hey, it’s me. I’m that nagging song infesting your idle mind. First, causing you to start humming. Then tapping along. Before you know it you’re singing at the top of your lungs til your neighbors pound the walls. I burrow inside you, invade your consciousness and, before long, become a part of you. I’m caffeine coursing through your system early in the morning, at noon, and after dinner. I’m that feeling you feel on vacation, never wanting it to end. Allow me to introduce myself... I’m Insidious. I grip your back like a glove. I’m swung and slung in front of you when needed with the quickness. Grabbed by the handle and tossed in the passenger seat. Unbuckled like a stealthy Ninja. I love lefties and righties alike. I have more pockets than a denim store and rock my metal hardware whilst flying a finger to the incessant, overuse of cheap, flimsy, certain to break plastic. Sure, the world may need to tidily lump me into a narrow category labeling me just a ‘Sling Bag.’ I don’t care. I know what I am. I’m more. Much more. I’m utility and rugged Made in USA Badassery Horween Leather construction. I’m tactical and minimal all at the same time. I’m proudly made by a rag tag team of misfits and miscreants in Chicago who are insanely obsessed with bags. But I digress. I. Am. Insidious. I easily go from being the quintessential ‘Daddy Diaper’ bag to cycling or moto sidekick to festival bro. I’m perfect at 36,000 feet as a carry-on and can spelunk with the best of em. Buy me. Try me. I don’t think you’ll deny me. I’m with you. I’m here for you. I’ll become a part of you. I'm insidiously yours to do with me what you will. Copyright © 2024 DEFY, All Rights Reserved. Thanks for DEFYING with us! Mailing Address: DEFY4527 N. Ravenswood, Suite 105Chicago, IL 60640Add us to your address book unsubscribe from this list update subscription preferences