Back To Burberry
I have a little bit of history with Burberry.
For the longest time, I wanted a Burberry purse. I’m not sure why exactly… whether it was because they look nice, or because they are so English, or because Kate Moss was the company’s face for such a long time… I just wanted one.
Actually, what I wanted was a Burberry scarf, but I ended up buying a purse. It was special to me because it was one of my first ‘real’ purses — meaning one that I bought for myself, that was not a gift from someone else.
Problem was, when I got it, it didn’t take long to fall out of love with it. This may be in part to the bashing it’s image has taken recently (I’m talking about the Noveau Riche Chav-scum cap-wearers and the Madonna endorsement. not the ridiculous Kate Moss coke thing), or it may be that Burberry is one of those labels you start off with, then you mature to bigger and better. Kind of like a first kiss, if you will.
But I may be biased. After all, they are very, very beautiful purses. There’s no doubt when you carry one of the quality on your arm. They’re cute and classy and hey, does it matter that they’re made in Italy and not England?
Of course not.
I think that every girl should start off with Burberry, because it teaches you about quality and class, as well as helping to form individual taste and preference. It should be the beginning of a life-long affair with purses, a catalyst for change and progress.
What happens now is that I’ll wait until I’m thirty-five, then I’ll probably start wearing Burberry again. For the time being, I am content to have it be a first love.
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