Subway Stop Bag

The doors of the A train shudder open, and you skip onto the bustling platform with your deep green leather shoulder bag by Treesje bobbing gently at your side. The song of nearby buskers fills your ears - you lift the snap-flap of your bag, reach into its pocketed interior, and drop a dollar into one's open banjo case. You climb a set of concrete stairs and squint in the afternoon sunlight glistening against the tiled walls and the brass hardware of your purse. Dressed in a khaki trench, a ca... More

The doors of the A train shudder open, and you skip onto the bustling platform with your deep green leather shoulder bag by Treesje bobbing gently at your side. The song of nearby buskers fills your ears - you lift the snap-flap of your bag, reach into its pocketed interior, and drop a dollar into one's open banjo case. You climb a set of concrete stairs and squint in the afternoon sunlight glistening against the tiled walls and the brass hardware of your purse. Dressed in a khaki trench, a casual grey tee, skinny jeans, and tall boots, you emerge into bright and bustling Union Square - what a dazzling destination!