insatiable appetite

for all things leather and exclusive. It honestly feels like a disease...an addiction. I find myself replacing the act of buying with food or doing homework...to distract from what I really want, which is more MORE M.O.R.E!!!

I really don't like feeling like this. It isn't pleasant, and frankly, puts me right into a demographic of self-centered, superficial, "fashionistas" whos only interest in Goyard or Prada or Hermès is to show it off, exude some sense of wealth and sophistication, or obtain what is "hot." Or to make others feel bad for not having had the connections or endowment to purchase such things. (Or, what I secretly believe, is false enthusiasm for brand history or construction techniques, both of which mean very little in today's fashion game).

The only problem is that most of those "states of mind" could be achieved 10 years ago...but not today. Louis Vuitton has stores in almost every major- and medium-sized city in the United States, some cities with 2 or more outlets. (And no offense to those residing in the following jurisdictions)...for example - Nashville, Sacramento (coming soon apparently), Charlotte, Jacksonville, Austin...all of which are hardly known as fashion capitals. What this means to everyday life is that Louis Vuitton (as a brand) is in every car, on every plane, in every restaurant, and in every office building...every day...around the world (and in the cubicle next to you). "Exclusivity" has become an abstract term used liberally to describe an industry that is over-exposed and excessively commercialized (the exact antithesis of exclusivity).

But, back to my original rant :)...

Unlike the need for a sense of superiority or betterness, my motives are entirely different (in my quest for all things lovely). I want to clothe myself in beautiful, well-made things that define my style, that are tasteful and elegant, and artful. Colors, textures, smells. OH LORDY, the smells. Any non-believer in the overpriced leathergoods realm just needs to take one whiff of an Hermès Togo bag. Trust.

So, my point with this post is to complain a bit, to vent some frustration...as I can't wait to get back to Florida and work so I can afford more of this amazing stuff. (Just in time for a price, increase, right?) hahaha. Jeez.

Pictured are a couple of things I have been wanting/lusting after (which like I mentioned, will probably be different next week).