Ji and the City

Musings from a 30-something product junkie who is madly in love with her city.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Fendi Spy Bags - Like Buttah Baby

I'm itching for a new bag. I've been trying to ignore the itch but it just won't seem to go away. Out darn itch, out I say! Although admittedly not a true fashionable gals way of thinking, I do not enjoy spending large amounts of cash on bags. I adore Fendi bags and I have been coveting the Spy bag for quite sometime now. But I had a revelation a few years ago.

Back in the good ole days of when a designer bag was still under a grand, I was watching a lifestyles show on E! or the Style channel - aren't they the same channel? Anyhoo, on the show they were featuring one of the Fendi family's summer homes on some tropical isle. Suddenly, as I was oooing and aaaing over this home - it hit me! By golly I pay for that home! There I sat, the owner of many designer bags but not a single summer home to speak of. Right then and there, I vowed to stop funding the summer homes of designers until I had my own.

Since my revelation, I do admit, I have broken down and purchased a designer bag here and there. But I will only do so if it is on sale. In my quest to gain "more guns, less butter" (50 points and a mwa for anyone who can name the movie from which that fabulous line comes) I came to realize, that as I kept purchasing over the counter bags, I had an emptiness inside. The OTC bags just don't do for me what a superfluous designer bag does. Let me give you an illustration.

When I was recently in the market for a spring/summer bag, I purchased a Stone Mountain Handbag. I know, a wha? I found them via Lucky magazine. I bought a beige-ish large hobo bag. I was trying to be anti-designer, I was trying to save money, I was trying to be good. I got the bag in late March and here now, barely into May, I am tired of the bag. Although a beautiful, well-crafted bag in its own right, I never loved it. The bag never gave me that jolt of adrenaline, that skip in my step, that designer bags do.

So, now here I sit longing, crying out for, coveting a Fendi Spy bag. (Friends, be warned of the online discount designer sites such as bergacci -most are fake .) As much as I desperately covet, I shall not have thy Spy bag. A girl's gotta keep her boundaries -yes? Perhaps this weekend when I visit designergirl in that moneyed suburb wherein she lives, perhaps, just maybe, designergirl will loan me one of her many sticks o' butter.

5 Comments:

  • At 10:22 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Why didn't the first "friend" (yes the quotes were intentional) who saw you with a StoneHenge bag rip it off your shoulders and slap you across the face with it? Some mysteries will remain forever.

    You need to come to grips and purchase the Spy bag. We're not having a conversation about this because deep down, you know you want it and now you've got your marching orders. Sweet Jesus, I wish I had seen you with that piece of trash hanging over your shoulder like some desperate wannabe! I would have delivered the smack promptly, without hesitation.

     
  • At 11:01 AM, Blogger Ji said…

    Dear God Anon 10:22am, I think I'm in love with you!

     
  • At 11:23 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Besides, a girl only needs boundaries when it comes to men, not designer bags! Good Lord, what's the world coming to?

    Now that we've come to our senses, when does the switch from 'consumer' to 'producer' take place? Time to move up the food chain honey! You've clearly got what it takes...

     
  • At 1:27 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Anon 10:22 am makes their point.

    Let "Mr. Ji" figure out a way to get the summer house for you.

    Your job is to model the latest designer handbags :-)

    You could join bagborrowsteal.com if you're crying over handbag prices.

     
  • At 4:07 PM, Blogger Ji said…

    BK how very 1949 of you!

    The problem with bagborrowsteal is the same problem with fakes - you're a fraud carrying them b/c either it ain't your bag or it's a fake. I once bought what's known as a "grade A" fake Louis. (Bought out of the country.) 97% of the population would not know that this bag is fake. I got covetous looks when I carried it (that one time.) It is that good of a fake. But the whole time while carrying the bag, I could not, in my mind, get over the fact that it was a fake. I can not live my life as a lie, even when it comes to bags. Thus I had to pass the "grade A" Louis on to one of my sis'.

     

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