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Ok, so I'm going to post something that I've only ever told one person (Josh) because after being on this forum and getting to know you all there's something in my past that is making me feel really bad and I need to get off my chest. And yes, it has to do with fakes. I don't want flames now, and sympathy is not what I'm looking for, I just really need to get it off my chest. (I hope tha tmakes sense.)
8 years ago I was a senior in High School. I went to a very well known HS on Long Island in a very white collar area where if you didn't have the best of the best you were considered the worst of the worst. I come from a blue collar family and didn't have nearly as much money as the kids I went to school with and was constantly teased for that.
That year Kate Spade bags became really big for all the girls to carry around and gosh I wanted one really badly. We couldn't afford one though, my dad had just finished his treatments for cancer, my mom wasn't working full time, I had just gotten out of the hospital, we had a lot of medical bills from both me and my dad, and I didn't have a job because I couldn't hold one due to health reasons plus be a senior in high school.
My mom knew how badly I wanted this stupid bag and one day she came home with it and I was THRILLED. I looked at it, examined it, loved it, but on inspection I noticed the "Kate Spade" tag didn't look quite right. I pretended not to notice though and told my mom it was the best gift ever. She told me not to get too excited, it wasn't real but no one would know.
I took that bag EVERYWHERE with me knowing it was fake, especially to school. I was a poor girl in a rich kids school, where all I saw where Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Kate Spade, Chanel, BMW's, and Lexus' at every turn.
I didn't have many friends in high school, I got teased a lot, beat up and pushed around a lot and singled out for everything that I did wrong. I loved that bag more and more as every day passed because I got compliments and I felt cool. As a very depressed teen I finally felt like I fit in.
And now, I feel awful. Today I would never buy a fake and pass it off as a real one and I would never take pleasure from getting compliments on something obviously phony. After being on this forum I started thinking about what I did 8 years ago and feel horrid! Yes, it's in the past I know but I really needed to come clean about this to someone. So I chose you guys because I felt like you would be the only ones I could "confess my sins" to.
Thanks for listening!
8 years ago I was a senior in High School. I went to a very well known HS on Long Island in a very white collar area where if you didn't have the best of the best you were considered the worst of the worst. I come from a blue collar family and didn't have nearly as much money as the kids I went to school with and was constantly teased for that.
That year Kate Spade bags became really big for all the girls to carry around and gosh I wanted one really badly. We couldn't afford one though, my dad had just finished his treatments for cancer, my mom wasn't working full time, I had just gotten out of the hospital, we had a lot of medical bills from both me and my dad, and I didn't have a job because I couldn't hold one due to health reasons plus be a senior in high school.
My mom knew how badly I wanted this stupid bag and one day she came home with it and I was THRILLED. I looked at it, examined it, loved it, but on inspection I noticed the "Kate Spade" tag didn't look quite right. I pretended not to notice though and told my mom it was the best gift ever. She told me not to get too excited, it wasn't real but no one would know.
I took that bag EVERYWHERE with me knowing it was fake, especially to school. I was a poor girl in a rich kids school, where all I saw where Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Kate Spade, Chanel, BMW's, and Lexus' at every turn.
I didn't have many friends in high school, I got teased a lot, beat up and pushed around a lot and singled out for everything that I did wrong. I loved that bag more and more as every day passed because I got compliments and I felt cool. As a very depressed teen I finally felt like I fit in.
And now, I feel awful. Today I would never buy a fake and pass it off as a real one and I would never take pleasure from getting compliments on something obviously phony. After being on this forum I started thinking about what I did 8 years ago and feel horrid! Yes, it's in the past I know but I really needed to come clean about this to someone. So I chose you guys because I felt like you would be the only ones I could "confess my sins" to.
Thanks for listening!
