And that address book won't work with the wallet because the resulting unsightly bulge would be simply unacceptable. It's more than having the right stuff it's about having the right pockets because the surest truism of our time is No Touching. There can be no mingling, no mixing, and no contact for today's objects. It is imperative to keep this stuff away from that stuff and furthermore to keep it all hidden. No mere bag will suffice in this regard.
Bags are where things combine in an unseemly weltering mess.
Even worse, bags are a burden. Were all this stuff that we tote around under the auspices of organization and connectivity and ease to be carried about in some gauche backpack it would belie the items' luxury status. The pocket is the means by which we preserve a false guise of carefree simplicity as we stagger about under the weight of all our luxury goods. The trend which began with little more than big pouchy practical pockets hanging onto the sides of those mystifyingly huge pants has become an epidemic of dissembling utility. Unstoppable, the pockets crept onward and upward, staking out new niches for survival on chests and breasts and spawning tiny useless bastard kin on far flung arms swathed in jersey shirt-sleeves.