United Center Bag Policy Jonas Brothers
So, you’ve snagged tickets to see the Jonas Brothers—congrats, you’re about to have a camp-rock, burning-up, we-found-love-in-a-hopeless-place kind of night. But before you pa...
So, you’ve snagged tickets to see the Jonas Brothers—congrats, you’re about to have a camp-rock, burning-up, we-found-love-in-a-hopeless-place kind of night. But before you pack your fanny pack with every possible survival essential, let’s talk about the real opening act: the United Center bag policy. Because nothing kills the pre-show buzz faster than being the person at security, frantically trying to shove a tote bag into a trash can.
Here’s the scoop: clear bags only, friends. We’re talking the tiny kind—no bigger than 12” x 6” x 12” (roughly the size of a very slim pizza box, or one of Nick’s old guyliner pencils). If you show up with a chic leather crossbody, security will give you the look, and you’ll be forced to either walk it back to the car or surrender it to bag jail. Pro tip: grab a cheap clear stadium bag online—it’s the only accessory that pairs well with screaming “Sucker” at the top of your lungs.
What can you bring inside your crystal-clear prison? A wallet, a phone, and a small clutch (like, the size of a hand). You can also carry a sealed water bottle—because hydrating is important, even when you’re crying through “When You Look Me in the Eyes.” No selfie sticks, no GoPros, no outside food. Basically, if it’s not a Jonas Brothers-branded glow stick or a dream that Kevin will wink at you, leave it at home.
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One more thing: don’t be that person with the fanny pack under your jacket hoping to sneak through. Security at the United Center has seen it all—including a guy trying to bring in a literal saxophone once (true story). They will find it, and you will be shamed to the tune of “Year 3000.”
So pack light, wear your best nostalgia-fueled outfit, and remember: the only thing you need in that clear bag is your ticket, your joy, and maybe a tiny purse-sized air freshener for when the crowd gets sweaty during “Burnin’ Up.” Have the time of your life, rock star. You’re going to look like a ten, act like a twenty, and feel like a million bucks—even if your bag is painfully transparent.
