"Oh, that's a kid purse!"
-Said to me by a woman decked out in tinkerbell and disney gear about my Legoland lego purse. It's blue and shaped like a lego, complete with the pegs that double as zipper pockets. Lady, it's a LEGO PURSE. How could I say no? I love my lego purse and I don't care what you say.
-"Oh, this is
niiiice. How'd you geeeet it?"
Said to me by a girl in my class about my Chanel WoC. Her family is beyond well-off. She loved bragging about the stuff she'd get (Hello Kitty by Kimora Lee Simmons stuff, Marc Jacobs bag after Marc Jacobs bag, and so on) and wore HOLES into a pair of Marc Jacobs flats and then moved up to a pair of CL flats. I hate to see what she'll do to those. She sneered at my CL Graffiti flats (my 17th birthday present... I just got them resoled!), my Pucci rainboots (which I bought), and one of my vintage guccis (grandpa's friend gave them to my mom years ago and we share them now). I'm sorry my parents can't buy me a Mandarin Day, $1000 jewelry, or a new car like your parents, but the WoC was a Christmas gift. I didn't sell a kidney to buy it (though I would love to do that to fund my someday Jumbo!), nor did I rob a bank or steal money from my parents.
...And why are you fondling my wallet like that?
-"Mommy's Louis Vuitton?"
Said by a random stranger. I was carrying my mom's Murakami panda purse when we were out shopping one day. I'm lucky enough that she lets me borrow her nice stuff. And I said back to her, "Why yes, it is." with a nice smug grin.