Ugh. I have wanted this bag since about a year ago. You know, before that many people had really heard of it, or so I thought. I actually had the good fortune of making an acquaintance with impeccable taste, and this delightful girl had dangling from her arm: The Fendi Peekaboo Bag.
We instantly bonded.
Of course, I could never really justify spending the $1500+ on this bag, so it's just been on my wish list for a while now and, like any good girl trying to save some money each month, from time to time I go and look it up and stare at it wistfully.
Well today I got an email from Refinery29, one my favorite sites to read, and in it they're touting the loveliness of the bag. My reaction? Completely dismay! Why? Because instantly I felt this pang of fear that every little waves-from-flat-ironed, suede wedge heeled, multiple bangle wearing chickie in Manhattan will now be trotting around with THIS bag. MY bag! MON SAC.
Sigh. Ok, not exactement mon sac, but still!
Don't pretend you don't know what I mean. Haven't you ever looked at something gorgeous in a shop and then questioned your decision to buy because you could just feel everyone else's likelihood of sporting it too? I'm cool with trend watching and all of that, but also, the desire to be different is so natural to us!
We're all individuals and want to express something unique, non? Do you agree? The last think you want is to walk down the street and 3 people wearing something you have as well. And let me assure you, in New York, this happens constantly. Alas!
Though I will say, I'm all for everyone having more access to fashion and special items. So amid all that,
how does one manage to stay unique?
Food for though. I'll leave you with that. :-)