I own a backpack. It's purely for function (food shopping) but last week, after I dragged 40# of groceries home on shoulders and my hand kept going numb the next day I figured I could overcome my disdain for backpacks (sporty, lame) -- or, I could at least try.
When they first came out I tried to imagine myself with a Baggu backpack. I liked the idea. Organic cotton, ethically made. This past Friday I came face-to-face with them at a local store. They had the color I liked (aqua). It was a manageable size for heavy food shopping items. It was affordable. I thought about my numb hand and poor shoulders.
And so I purchased.
I'm unsure if you've ever purchased something that you're so stylistically against ever.
It feels like I've betrayed myself but am yet weirdly liberated. It just cycles like that. ("You'll look like a jerk." "It'll be easier to carry!" "Glad you lost all care for what you look like." "But it's so handy!" )
Edited: My backpack prejudice only extends to me! I rarely notice when someone else is carrying a backpack, nor do I ever care.