Do you think we are all spoiled snots?

Spoiled no...but impulsive-YES!

I save my $$$ salary and splurge on expensive bags. I have separate accounts for my splurges and for basic family stuff.
 
Another welfare kid here.... My mother was an abusive alcoholic and would often sell the food stamps she was issued for cash for booze and so by the time the middle of the month came by, my brothers and I wouldn't have any food in the house. A lot of the clothing I wore was second or even third hand. I remember my mother taking me on a "shopping spree" for new clothing one year after receiving her tax refund...at Wal-Mart! And you wouldn't believe how excited I was to finally be able to buy things that someone hadn't worn before me, never caring that they weren't "brand name" or "fashionable". I was always a bookworm (started school early, skipped a grade, etc.) and between that and being poor I never really fit in at school, so I wasn't too worried about impressing anyone then. When I turned 14, I begged the manager of a Dairy Queen restaurant to hire me at $4.75 an hour so I could have enough money just to buy personal necessities without relying on my mother. At 15, I ran away from home and moved with my father and stepmother (who I refer to as "Mom"). I thought they were the Cosby family reincarnated because of the fact they owned a house, had two working, late model cars and worked every day, lol. While I lived in a much better environment, they weren't big on spending money on labels and name brands. So I saved up to buy the things I wanted (which, back then, was basically Nike Air Max because I was a tomboy.) :P I didn't really start dressing "girly" until I was 18 and I only discovered Louis Vuitton at 24.

People who don't know me - particularly other Black women - often assume that because I'm fairskinned with long hair and speak intelligently that I'm stuck up, spoiled or think I'm better than others. After years of hearing this, I now think it's funny that I carry Louis Vuitton because it adds to the "image" that only my family and closest friends know is totally false. Everything I buy, I work for. And my mom would probably croak to know I paid over $50 for a pocketbook (although I'm sure she has an idea because I've told her what I've made selling a few pieces). My father has complimented me on my Damier pieces and then asked, "How much was that one?" I give him a look and he says, "I don't want to know, do I?"
 
cool, I like all of your responses. I agree. I guess I"m not then. I do work for my shopping habit lol. My husband thinks I'm a little crazy that I like lv so much and says its way too expensive but then I say, "well what about that psp that I spent 300 dollars for when it first came out? what about that tattoo you got that was 350? and that cell phone? and your x box?" so then he was like "Ok you're right lol."
 
My husband thinks I'm a little crazy that I like lv so much and says its way too expensive but then I say, "well what about that psp that I spent 300 dollars for when it first came out? what about that tattoo you got that was 350? and that cell phone? and your x box?"
"Or those $200 custom Timberlands? Or the Ralph Lauren I buy you? Or the $300 speakers we just bought for your car?" :roflmfao:
 
Another welfare kid here.... My mother was an abusive alcoholic and would often sell the food stamps she was issued for cash for booze and so by the time the middle of the month came by, my brothers and I wouldn't have any food in the house. A lot of the clothing I wore was second or even third hand. I remember my mother taking me on a "shopping spree" for new clothing one year after receiving her tax refund...at Wal-Mart! And you wouldn't believe how excited I was to finally be able to buy things that someone hadn't worn before me, never caring that they weren't "brand name" or "fashionable". I was always a bookworm (started school early, skipped a grade, etc.) and between that and being poor I never really fit in at school, so I wasn't too worried about impressing anyone then. When I turned 14, I begged the manager of a Dairy Queen restaurant to hire me at $4.75 an hour so I could have enough money just to buy personal necessities without relying on my mother. At 15, I ran away from home and moved with my father and stepmother (who I refer to as "Mom"). I thought they were the Cosby family reincarnated because of the fact they owned a house, had two working, late model cars and worked every day, lol. While I lived in a much better environment, they weren't big on spending money on labels and name brands. So I saved up to buy the things I wanted (which, back then, was basically Nike Air Max because I was a tomboy.) :P I didn't really start dressing "girly" until I was 18 and I only discovered Louis Vuitton at 24.

People who don't know me - particularly other Black women - often assume that because I'm fairskinned with long hair and speak intelligently that I'm stuck up, spoiled or think I'm better than others. After years of hearing this, I now think it's funny that I carry Louis Vuitton because it adds to the "image" that only my family and closest friends know is totally false. Everything I buy, I work for. And my mom would probably croak to know I paid over $50 for a pocketbook (although I'm sure she has an idea because I've told her what I've made selling a few pieces). My father has complimented me on my Damier pieces and then asked, "How much was that one?" I give him a look and he says, "I don't want to know, do I?"


I was a tomboy too growing up, and I never in my life would have thought that I would be the girly girl I am now. When I was in middle school I always wore clothes that were 2-3 times larger than I was because I wanted to shield myself from the insecurities I had within. It worked. I never thought I was beautiful, and it wasn't my parents fault for the life we had. My father had a great job, until he lost it by getting injured on the job, and his own job didn't want to compensate him for his work related injury. In 2000, he got a lump sum of $$$, (he continues to get a nice amount monthly). My sister and I got money as well, because at the time we were minors. We went on a K-Mart shopping spree too, yes we did!

It wasn't until HS that I started to save to buy NBA gear since I played basketball. I had the latest Iverson, Kobe, KG, and Jordan shoes, and I bought the authentic jerseys that the players wore to match. I made $$$ on the side by dedicating my time to burn music CD's, back when no one had CD burners. I had dial-up internet, but hey, I always had extra money.

One thing that I'm proud of are my straight A grades I maintained during HS, and that's what got me to where I am today. I'm educated, and I know where I want to go in life. I started work in 04 at a Casino Resort when I was 20, and that's when I discovered Dooney & Bourke. I bought 3 bags, with matching accessories, I loved them, and I even bought 2 for my sis, one for my mom as well. I never thought I could EVER like LV, because of the price of luxury. My fiance bought me my 1st LV and wallet, and that's when the addiction began. 6 months into work, I got a raise because of my hard work, and I moved up to Room Service. Now at 22, I currently serve food (& drinks)to the guests who stay at the Hotel, and we even serve the performers at the Club. I serve celebs all the time, and I love it. My job is great.
 
No I'm not spoiled. I earn the money to pay for my own bags, and everything else that I buy. I'm a lawyer and I work very long hours for my money so I don't feel the least bit guilty about spending it on what I want.
 
I don't consider myself spoiled because I work hard for my money, go to school, responsible with my finances...and when I treat myself to clothes, bags, etc...I know I earned it on my own!
 
Spoiled - NO. Fortunate enough to be able to afford the things I have - YES.

I kind of agree with that!
Although I'm sure some people here who have worked hard since they were teenagers and have had nothing provided for them (ie, tuition, books, etc) would call me spoiled.
My parents pay for my food, housing (I live with them), tuition, text books, and pretty much 90% of the stuff related to school.
I do earn my own money working PT and I buy my own clothes, books for leisure reading, bought my own computer, and fund my own LV addiction. I rarely ask my parents for anything that is not a necessity because I feel that they pay for enough of my stuff, so anything that is not a necessity, I pay for by myself.
Not talking about money...I guess I am spoiled. My dad will drive me places (although it's less and less now since I have my own car...OH I forgot to mention that, I do have my own car, but I don't drive a BMW and it's second hand--from my sister--but my dad does pay for my insurance and repaire fees) and my mom will cook everything for me, do my laundry, not require me to do many chores, etc.
So, whether I'm "spoiled" or not...it depends what you see a person as being "spoiled" is. If you're just talking about money and possessions, I wouldn't say that I'm spoiled. But if you're talking about having things provided for you, yes, in a sense, I am spoiled, but definitely not the least bit rotten.
 
jazzybelle, i'm sorry to hear about your mother and your unfortunate situation. it takes a lot of hard work and dedication to work at 14 to support yourself! kudos to you for having the courage and independence! :yes:

Another welfare kid here.... My mother was an abusive alcoholic and would often sell the food stamps she was issued for cash for booze and so by the time the middle of the month came by, my brothers and I wouldn't have any food in the house. A lot of the clothing I wore was second or even third hand. I remember my mother taking me on a "shopping spree" for new clothing one year after receiving her tax refund...at Wal-Mart! And you wouldn't believe how excited I was to finally be able to buy things that someone hadn't worn before me, never caring that they weren't "brand name" or "fashionable". I was always a bookworm (started school early, skipped a grade, etc.) and between that and being poor I never really fit in at school, so I wasn't too worried about impressing anyone then. When I turned 14, I begged the manager of a Dairy Queen restaurant to hire me at $4.75 an hour so I could have enough money just to buy personal necessities without relying on my mother. At 15, I ran away from home and moved with my father and stepmother (who I refer to as "Mom"). I thought they were the Cosby family reincarnated because of the fact they owned a house, had two working, late model cars and worked every day, lol. While I lived in a much better environment, they weren't big on spending money on labels and name brands. So I saved up to buy the things I wanted (which, back then, was basically Nike Air Max because I was a tomboy.) :P I didn't really start dressing "girly" until I was 18 and I only discovered Louis Vuitton at 24.

People who don't know me - particularly other Black women - often assume that because I'm fairskinned with long hair and speak intelligently that I'm stuck up, spoiled or think I'm better than others. After years of hearing this, I now think it's funny that I carry Louis Vuitton because it adds to the "image" that only my family and closest friends know is totally false. Everything I buy, I work for. And my mom would probably croak to know I paid over $50 for a pocketbook (although I'm sure she has an idea because I've told her what I've made selling a few pieces). My father has complimented me on my Damier pieces and then asked, "How much was that one?" I give him a look and he says, "I don't want to know, do I?"
 
I grew up with my mother who is a single parent. We didn´t have much money and life was not luxury at all. Now I´m in a steady job and with my boyfriend we have two incomes. The pay is not great by all means but I don´t have to watch every single thing I buy. I love to be able to get LV when before it was just a dream. I don´t consider myself spoiled at all, considering I have earned my money.
 
I think my sister and I are the worlds biggest Daddy's girls, we usually always got what we wanted. Now, Im not saying thats a good thing because I look back at my teen years, and yes I was spoiled rotten but I was a horrilbe teen at times!! I didnt appreciate my parents or the things I had like I do now. (I wrecked my first car really bad..) but now, I have a hard working husband and we still live at home with my parents because we dont have to pay rent since we're going to school and all. So I felt bad when my DH bought me a LV bag because I figured I could have given it to my mom for other things but Im in the works of getting her, her own LV bag soon so its all good! :smile:

sorry, went a little off subject..am I spoiled? Yes, but I am also a total advocate for helping the homeless and those less fortunate than me so I think it balances itself out.. :smile:
 
we recognize quality and have the means to pay for what we want. We all make our own choices.

Also tPF encourages shallow-obsessing, which I appreciate - it is like a place i can come to let me hair down and think and talk about my LVs.

I really do love my bags and think about them alot . . .hmmmm...I really like that steamer bag.....let me ponder that for a while. . . .