So over my short 24 years of life, I’ve accumulated the Prada Saffiano, the Louis Vuitton Neverfull,the Chloe Drew, the Gucci Marmont, and…HAH only in my dreams. But really, I have actual dreams or long periods of random thoughts trying to figure out a way I can own all of these bags and more. Don’t judge…I’m sure you have too!
When I was in 7th grade, I met a girl in middle school who was obsessed with Coach. I had no idea what Coach was, but all I knew is I had to have every scarf and bag Coach made ASAP. I went home to mom and while she was supportive, she basically said keep dreaming. Which of course, I did. I remember my friend saying, start with buying a Coach scarf and build up your collection. Did I mention this girl literally had a Coach collection?! That was some serious #GOALS of a 13 year old girl in 2006. So I did finally get a Coach scarf and a Coach bag. And then I set my eyes on more. I wanted a Louis Vuitton. To me, that was the holy grail. But of course, I would have to scrape every penny and dime I could find. After saving up and adding all my middle school graduation money, my mom and I made our way to the Louis Vuitton store at South Coast Plaza where I purchased a Louis Vuitton Speedy 25 bag. I still have it today, and I still rock it like it’s 2007.
So basically I have always wanted champagne on a beer budget. Or something like that. I scroll through my Instagram and see all the bloggers rocking every designer brand and more. I literally lust over the posts and videos these girls put out, detailing every designer bag they own. Then I get to thinking, how the hell can I possibly get my hands on these bags? I could skip that vacation planned with my besties, or not eat for a month, or use my tax return, or put in on my credit card, or buy a used bag, or pay monthly, or sell all my clothes on Poshmark. I scheme and I scheme until I’m almost crying that I don’t have enough money to just go out and buy whatever I want.
Don’t get me wrong, I think so many of these fabulous blogger ladies work SO hard and save and earn enough money to start their designer collection. They are the true #GirlBosses who I look up to and aspire to be someday. But that’s just it…someday. I’m not there today, and probably not tomorrow, but someday I will be. And that is okay. I have worked so hard to get to the place in my life today where I can afford living on my own, life experiences with my friends and family, and have a little room in my budget to spend on a great pair of shoes or a dress here and there (okay but really, more often than not!). And I think those accomplishments alone are pretty darn exciting.
But I really can’t say f**k it and spend my tax return on a new designer bag. I actually need that to help get out of credit card debt or pay my car insurance (and girlllll that ain’t cheap!!). Every time I feel like I’ve almost saved enough to finally buy another designer bag, a festival comes up or my besties start planning a weekend getaway. And how could I ever turn down those precious moments for a new bag? It’s taken me 24 years to finally say this…but I just can’t justify it. And again, that’s okay!!
I think this is something every 20 something girl struggles through as she scrolls through Instagram every night. But I don’t think we are always open and honest when talking about these things. We always want to look like we have everything together 24/7, but it is okay to admit that sure I’m pretty bummed that I don’t have the same fashion collection as others, but that doesn’t mean I’m never going to have it. They put in the work and effort and I’m going to do the same.
As much I want to be like those girls with the pretty bag and new clothes, I can’t be that girl right now. And you know what? That’s completely okay. I’m only 24. I’ll get there someday and I’ll keep working hard and putting in the hours to get there. If my 8th grade self has any indication, I will work hard to get what I want and I know you will too.
But like I said, sometimes a little splurge is exactly what you need (within reason, right?!) So when I won $300 playing blackjack at a casino in Palm Springs over New Years and I saw the heavily discounted Self Portrait dress of my dreams at Nordstrom Rack next day, I decided to say you’re coming home with me. And you better believe, I felt no guilt and it is a piece I will treasure for the rest of my life. CHEERS TO THAT!
Please tell me I’m not alone in this. Comment, DM, text, do whatever…but I want to know your thoughts. Let’s chat! And thanks SO much for reading!