Growing Up Fashionable...
Top: Black, short-sleeved, modified placket-front, poly-silk blend blouse, tucked in (Merona | Target | '08)
Bottom: Purple, wool, high-waited tulip skirt (Vera Wang | Kohl's | '06)
Shoes: Grey pointy-toed pumps with deep vamp and plum strap accorss vamp (Kenneth Cole | DSW | '04)
Jewelry: Yellow gold necklace with pink and white gold, pave crusted, intersecting circles (Designer? | Hers | '08); Yellow goldtone dual-chain watch (Target | '07)
While watching an episode of the Real Housewives of Atlanta (by far the most over-the-top, drama-filled of the installments!), one of the women threw her daughter an insane ninth or tenth birthday party...which was ridiculously expensinve, but made good t.v.
That wasn't what irritated me.
I accepted the lack of financial responsibility that mother was demonstrating for daughter, and was more bothered by the gift the young girl received: a Louis Vuitton bag.
Granted, it was the now-passe "IT" multicolor-on-white logo print (with a $1,200 pricetag), but STILL! I'm 25 years old and have yet to finagle a sweet LV (classic logo print, Speedy 500, gift to myself when/if I ever re-fit into a certain dress again...not that I've got it planned out or anything...).
Pushing aside my jealousy, I think back to my days as a little girl, growing up in the 90's on the south side of Milwaukee...I was super-cool at 10 - rocking out in my printed leggings/matching shirt/high-top Nikes, varying it up with belted jeans and a sweet, tucked-in shirt....Not too brag, but I was kind of a big deal in elementary school. I always had the coolest clothes and the best hair accessories (shoelaces and lace-covered springy-barrette-thingies - you know you remember them!).
What I did not have, were designer purses. Or designer anything, for that matter. Despite appearances, my family DID NOT have money - my parents worked and struggled, and my mom combed clearance racks at Kohl's and JC Penney's to keep us outfitted in such rocking ensembles. Which was great. It showed us to value what we have. It showed us that name brands aren't important.
And it showed us to be budget-conscious in our search for style. Although I lust after my "hopefully-someday," gluttonous, LV bag, I also know that my fashionable friends will lust after what I put together whether or not it's encrusted in logos.
And on that note - it's back to work - at least the market's up today...