I saw a news item the other day that brought me up to speed on the new level that designer obsession has reached. It showcased a man who just came out with a book, “Bringing Home the Birkin”. In it, he details how he bypassed the waiting lines for these gotta-have bags, which incidentally, can run you something like $10,000. For a Bag.
Now, as stupid as it is, I could possibly understand spending $300 on a Bag. I could even maybe understand $500. Or $700. But anything over $1000, unless it’s crusted over, twice, with diamonds, is just out of my price range, and frankly, Ridic-U-Lous.
You know how you bypass the Waiting List of Five Years? (Yes, you read correctly, I said five years.) You spend tens of thousands of dollars at Hermés. That’ll get you your Bag alright.
I would just like to know: who has $20,000 to spend at Hermés? How about they throw some of that green my way? I’ve got college to pay for.
But it’s all about the Birkins baby.
