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When I got engaged last year, one of my coworkers presented me with an item beyond my wildest dreams: A white tote bag that says “FUCK WEDDINGS.”
Someone gifted her the bag — which is now $7 (marked down from $25) at Of a Kind — when she was planning her own wedding (you can also buy a T-shirt with the same fantastic slogan). She passed it on to me to acknowledge our mutual love of swearing, and I have used it proudly ever since.
To be clear: I love weddings. I cry at weddings. I have been planning my own wedding with furious attention to detail. But there is something so delightful about this bag that it lifts my heart when I am taking my wedding too seriously. Stop stressing over the guest list, because fuck weddings! It’s fine if a potential vendor ghosted, because fuck weddings! There’s something important we forgot about? Fuck weddings!
This tote bag is the best tote bag of my life. People have stopped me on the street to ask where I got it, and a friend who spotted it in my closet laughed for almost a full minute when she first saw it. Wedding industry vendors have historically found the bag rather horrifying, so I tend to save it for running casual errands. But I’m definitely going to use it on my wedding day, and then pass it along to another potty-mouthed bride who will appreciate it the way I do.