This is what a Rick Owens lunchbox looks like. Stare at it. Take it in. Study its nuance. Admire its washed cowhide leather exterior. Like the Jil Sander leather lunch bag before it, there isn't really a point to, or even a handle on this shit, meaning you're either going to have to hold it under your arm like a boner or put it in another bag, at which point it's, like, why did you buy a Rick Owens lunchbox in the first place?
