I swear I wouldn't trade a Prada for my $3 walmart purse...everytime I have it I get all kinds of compliments on it. It's just barely over checkbook size, black, and has a cute red embrodiry, which is all I need...cash, debit card, licence, and my electronic key for work is all I need.
I guess you could say that I'm shallow when it comes to designers, but in a reverse way...I tend to think when I see someone with designer something (especially something butt-ugly) that no one could possibly just love that particular article/accessory so much that they would be willing to pay that price (esp. when there's always a knock off if you just like how it looks) without taking into account the status of the label. (Wow, that was kinda hard to explain, I hope that makes sense).
Either way, shallow I can deal with, fake I can't. Esp. people who act nice around you and then talk about you behind your back. I can deal with people I get along with (obviously), I can deal with people I don't get along with, but when you are one of those hot-cold people that you never know what to expect, I don't deal well with that.
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