It's weird for me to carry a designer handbag. I'm not a handbag girl. I bought a purse out of necessity about three years ago when I needed to look nice for medical school interviews, and I chose a navy blue hobo-style shoulder bag from Nine West for about $100, which I thought was pretty damn expensive for what is essentially a container. Since then, I've been very happy with that bag and it still looks new. I've also accrued an assortment of other handbags, including totes and clutches, most of which I bought because they were dirt cheap, they came free with a purchase, or I didn't actually buy and they just mysteriously appeared.
I have definitely also never bought any type of clothing/fashion item this expensive. My personal philosophy on designer items is that 1) I generally don't like how they look that much anyways, 2) I feel like I could find something cheaper that looks essentially the same and 3) I don't feel the item is worth the price. Oh, and also I'm a student and don't actually have money. So it was really interesting for me to think about my first brush with a designer bag.
My admittedly brief experience was really interesting for me. I didn't think that something like a designer bag could have such an effect on me, and I admit that I am often judgemental when I think about women who buy things like designer bags. The past two days have made me reflect more on what clothes mean to us and to others and the kinds of relationships they create between people. While I don't think I'm going to go out and buy myself a designer bag anytime soon, I come away with a more open mind and a more financially dangerous outlook. (: