"I could use a bag like that to go from club to club to construction site to meeting without having to worry about a scuff mark or having to worry about my bag matching my shoes.", I thought.
But the girl reading over my shoulder thought that it "looked poor".
What she imagined as being of a 'higher class' was something resembling this, more traditional, briefcase from Gucci.
Her idea of class was a suit from Dillard's, Stacy Adams shoes and a briefcase.
(This reminded me of Von's aspirational way of thinking.)
When I reminded her that I carry a nondescript TUMI bag, wear Donald Pliner shoes and Armani or Jahne Barnes suits and sportswear with no visible labels, "What's that" is all she could say.
This is the hardest part about finding a girl here in the South.
This is the hardest part about finding a girl here in the South.
Most are still so stuck on feeling inferior that they try to hide their insecurity behind the labels of their products.
Most don't understand the old axiom, "Form follows function.".
Until she saw the "LV" logo.
"Oh, that's nice.", she said.
(Umm... No thanks.)
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