The Best Handbag Ever
Nothing warms a true JAP’s heart like a big, buttery, beautiful (and alliteration friendly!) leather handbag. Tragically, bags of this caliber cannot be faked. Ever. You also can’t beg your parentals for one more than once a year. This leaves us Cheap JAPs in dire straits.
I abused Daddy’s Amex for the bulk of my undergraduate career and was issued a grave warning toward the end of my junior year: The credit card was to be used FOR ESSENTIALS ONLY. This meant groceries, toiletries and the occasional bar tab. If he saw one more charge from Active Endeavors, he was going to kill me via No Cartier Watch for Graduation. That gorgeous, all-purpose, $550 Botkier bag I’d been dying for would have to wait.
Patience has never been one of my virtues. I couldn’t wait the requisite two months it would take Daddy to forget he’d issued the warning, and I couldn’t just sit there while my fellow JAPs toyed with and contemplated buying my bag. So I did something utterly perverse, something completely foreign to the majority of college-aged JAPs. I got a part-time waitressing job.
Tagged: Bag This • Gossip Girl
