First off, the price. Holy moly. $1977 *on sale* for a jacket? Sheesh. My car probably cost less. But, y’know, it’s Fendi. We’re talking *luxury*. I guess you’re paying for the name, the craftsmanship (supposedly), and the bragging rights. “Oh, this old thing? Just a Fendi leather, darling.” *eye roll*
I gotta admit, though, I’ve seen some Fendi leather jackets online and they do look pretty slick. That buttery soft leather, the clean lines… okay, maybe I’m getting sucked in. But then I think about dropping two grand on a jacket I’d probably spill coffee on in the first week. Nope. Hard pass.
But hey, if you’re rolling in it, go for it! Live your best Fendi life. Rock that leather jacket like you own the damn runway. I’ll be over here, in my pleather jacket from Target, perfectly happy and still able to afford rent.
And the clutches? They’re cute, I guess. But again, the price tag is just… *oof*. $364 for something to hold my phone and lipstick? My pockets work just fine, thanks. Plus, I’m clumsy. I’d probably lose it within an hour. Picture this: me, frantically searching for my Fendi clutch in a crowded bar, spilling my drink everywhere. Yeah, no thanks.
So, Fendi leather. It’s fancy, it’s expensive, and it’s probably really, really nice. But is it worth the hype? Honestly, I’m not convinced. Unless you’re a celebrity or a trust fund baby, maybe stick to admiring it from afar. Or, you know, find a really good dupe. Shhh, I didn’t say that.
