It’s 2004—you’re simultaneously applying sparkly pink lip gloss from a juicy tube while updating your top 8 on MySpace. Britney Spears’ new song Toxic plays in the background and you’re thinking about what you’ll wear to go see Lindsay Lohan’s new movie Mean Girls later tonight. You start with your bag, which is obviously the most important part of your outfit, and go from there. Why of course you’ll carry your new favorite bag: Juicy Couture’s Terry Cloth Barrel Bag.
I’ve made a lot of questionable fashion choices in my lifetime—from lowrise (and way too short) denim skirts to velour pants with writing on my bum—I often chuckle when I think about teen and pre-teen Kaitlin. And while many of the things I wore I pray never come back into style—lowrise jeans I’m talking to you—most of my outfits I don’t truly regret. At the time I wore them, they made me happy and as a child I was very shy and introverted. I used fashion and my outfits as a way to express myself but also as a way to relate to my peers, and long before Dior, Louis Vuitton and even Coach were on my wishlist there was one bag that never left my side.
I received said bag as a joint gift from my brother and sister for Christmas when I was in middle school. I wanted it so badly and I begged my older siblings for it. If memory serves me, I pestered them so much that the bag wasn’t even a surprise when I opened it on Christmas morning. Yet still I was in awe when I opened the package and could finally lay a hand on my new baby in all her terrycloth glory, gaudy chain strap and an obnoxiously large ‘J’ to boot.
Somehow when I talk about my first bags I forget about her—my first real love, but I look back on that bag with fond memories of worry-free days and the naivety of my youth. Sadly I got rid of it long ago, after tossing it aside in favor of my first Coach bag followed by my little Dior Saddle bag a year or so later. Wherever she is though, I hope she’s happy.
I bought one of the larger Juicy Couture bags when my children were very young. It was pink terry cloth with brown trim and had some once upon a time story on it. At the time, it was perfect for what I needed. It could hold all of my stuff plus the kids’ needs-extra diapers, snacks, wipes, and travel-sized toilet paper. I liked it because it wasn’t heavy.
I gave it away once I didn’t need to carry it not because it went out of style. It’s was a great bag and very stylish.
I miss these tacky beauties! They were the perfect pillow for boring class lectures and lunch breaks. I took mine everywhere. I look at them on eBay once in a while and I get nostalgic. I feel like those people that have a midlife crisis so they go out and buy a tacky sports car to live out their youth. Truthfully, my youth wasn’t all that great but my juicy handbag is one of the bright spots in my memory. I live with the hope that they will bring them back in more updated silhouettes and more minimal decor. No matter how many expensive bags I buy, my juicy daydreamer will always be one of my faves.
I was born in ’98 so I didn’t get to live that dream 😭 I didn’t have sisters growing up or even friends. Idk if my parents were poor or if they were neglectful or both; but since “y2k” fashion has come back, oh my I can’t ever believe it “went out of style” I’ve only seen a few that are truly “tacky” but oh my the “velour” handbags that people have been reselling for a fortune online are gorgeous!!! I came across this post/article from Google, trying to figure out when Juicy stopped producing their bags. I know in the last 10 years they came out with more/recent designs, but I’m 100% talking about the ones you guys mentioned.