A relative gave me an LV crossbody this summer, and took me shopping until I almost died of sticker shock lol. I almost wish she didn't, because now I'm getting addicted haha. I feel like at my age, in my early twenties, I'm
expected to wear quality items. Like, I can't get away with wearing my beloved F21 clothes or off-brand purses anymore
.
Does the guilt ever go away though--knowing that your shoes/purse cost a few months' worth of rent, but the person standing next to you is working their butt off to barely get by for their family? I'm kind of mentally at war with myself about that :/.