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Today’s Gospel hit a certain note for me.
Just TWO days ago I was expressing to a friend who shares the same values and ideals of placing family first (actually she’s even more pious about it than me) and not succumbing into commercialism and making our families or children go without. The discussion centered around me not “fitting in” or able to easily make friends in my new town. I told her I don’t fit in here in my own neighborhood due to language barriers and the color of my skin. YET when I drive two miles to take my children to gymnastics, I don’t really fit in with my own race because it seems the majority carry Coach, D&B or YSL purses. NOT ALL the mom’s, just the majority. OK that in itself is no big deal, but it seems that the purse-momma’s are all trying to out-do each other in size, latest style/color, and price tag. It’s a status symbol I understand, and there is a level of pride and wealth that SOME of the women are trying to express. I noticed the purse-momma’s don’t talk to me (I am currently carrying a small, checkered Dickies back pack. Yep Dickies, brand name of the working class! HAHA Paid $11 for it on sale!) and I don’t really talk to them. The one’s not spouting anything Coach love to chat with me, and when I try to talk to the purse-momma’s it really requires some work. They take one look at my cheap purse and I have my work cut out for me. Six months at Gymnastics and I am convinced of the great purse-divide!
Basically we ended the conversation in agreement that if someone should give us a purse of this nature – we would both sell it and feed our families – for a MONTH. LOL Seriously though. I think they are ugly. My friend does too. It’s not just a point of excess, it’s a point of taste. Since we find them ugly, nobody and their consumerism standards would make us carry one.
So ANYWAY, today DH and I got all five of us into church early enough for a seat, and prepared for Mass. A nice family sat down in front of us: husband, wife, son (about 9/10) and daughter (about 12/13). The bells rang and people stood. For whatever reason I looked down into the seat before me and saw a Dooney & Burke purse – next to the little girl! I was literally shocked! So then I start scanning their pew convinced it must be mom’s purse. NOPE – over by mom sat an even bigger, fatter, badder Yves Saint Laurant (sp?) purse!
Yes, I realize completely that it’s none of my business, and if they want to buy their daughter a $200+ purse and can afford it – hey more power to them. Good for them.
Then came the Gospel and the Sermon.
Ahh that poor Lazarus. The priest made mention that Lazarus’ name was remembered, where the rich man was only referred to by that fact: rich. It raced across my mind that you won’t be known in the after life as “Coach, D&B or YSL” so why is it so important to carry those names on your bag?
I started scanning the room, and there were A LOT of these purses. A LOT. If each woman sold her purse, even used, she could feed a family of five for an entire week. WOW huh? I know it’s not just here either. I saw it in my last parish. I saw it in another state in another parish. The Navy Base NEX sells them, discounted, to the tune of the lowest priced one being about $180. OF COURSE I LOOKED – I wanted to know what the big deal was with these purses!
So tell me – have you noticed the purse-craze too? Have you bought in to the purse-craze? Have you gone without to own one of these fat-priced, nearly identical to each other purses? Does it make you feel better or “part of” to carry one? Do you actually LIKE the look?
Now, now, I am not acting all righteous, I have my own name brand love (Betsey Johnson) but I have yet to buy a dress full price, even when I had the money and no children. Again it’s taste. I think Betsey makes anyone look hot, great dresses, fabric and cuts. Not to mention the shoes. Typically, (unless I am out in Hollywood – really rare these days, three kids and the fourth on the way) nobody knows who the heck I am wearing, and certainly can’t spot it because her initials are not all over the clothes. Just saying.
The purse thing confounds me though. What say you all?
Just TWO days ago I was expressing to a friend who shares the same values and ideals of placing family first (actually she’s even more pious about it than me) and not succumbing into commercialism and making our families or children go without. The discussion centered around me not “fitting in” or able to easily make friends in my new town. I told her I don’t fit in here in my own neighborhood due to language barriers and the color of my skin. YET when I drive two miles to take my children to gymnastics, I don’t really fit in with my own race because it seems the majority carry Coach, D&B or YSL purses. NOT ALL the mom’s, just the majority. OK that in itself is no big deal, but it seems that the purse-momma’s are all trying to out-do each other in size, latest style/color, and price tag. It’s a status symbol I understand, and there is a level of pride and wealth that SOME of the women are trying to express. I noticed the purse-momma’s don’t talk to me (I am currently carrying a small, checkered Dickies back pack. Yep Dickies, brand name of the working class! HAHA Paid $11 for it on sale!) and I don’t really talk to them. The one’s not spouting anything Coach love to chat with me, and when I try to talk to the purse-momma’s it really requires some work. They take one look at my cheap purse and I have my work cut out for me. Six months at Gymnastics and I am convinced of the great purse-divide!
Basically we ended the conversation in agreement that if someone should give us a purse of this nature – we would both sell it and feed our families – for a MONTH. LOL Seriously though. I think they are ugly. My friend does too. It’s not just a point of excess, it’s a point of taste. Since we find them ugly, nobody and their consumerism standards would make us carry one.
So ANYWAY, today DH and I got all five of us into church early enough for a seat, and prepared for Mass. A nice family sat down in front of us: husband, wife, son (about 9/10) and daughter (about 12/13). The bells rang and people stood. For whatever reason I looked down into the seat before me and saw a Dooney & Burke purse – next to the little girl! I was literally shocked! So then I start scanning their pew convinced it must be mom’s purse. NOPE – over by mom sat an even bigger, fatter, badder Yves Saint Laurant (sp?) purse!
Yes, I realize completely that it’s none of my business, and if they want to buy their daughter a $200+ purse and can afford it – hey more power to them. Good for them.
Then came the Gospel and the Sermon.
I started scanning the room, and there were A LOT of these purses. A LOT. If each woman sold her purse, even used, she could feed a family of five for an entire week. WOW huh? I know it’s not just here either. I saw it in my last parish. I saw it in another state in another parish. The Navy Base NEX sells them, discounted, to the tune of the lowest priced one being about $180. OF COURSE I LOOKED – I wanted to know what the big deal was with these purses!
So tell me – have you noticed the purse-craze too? Have you bought in to the purse-craze? Have you gone without to own one of these fat-priced, nearly identical to each other purses? Does it make you feel better or “part of” to carry one? Do you actually LIKE the look?
Now, now, I am not acting all righteous, I have my own name brand love (Betsey Johnson) but I have yet to buy a dress full price, even when I had the money and no children. Again it’s taste. I think Betsey makes anyone look hot, great dresses, fabric and cuts. Not to mention the shoes. Typically, (unless I am out in Hollywood – really rare these days, three kids and the fourth on the way) nobody knows who the heck I am wearing, and certainly can’t spot it because her initials are not all over the clothes. Just saying.
The purse thing confounds me though. What say you all?