You see Fendi’s stuff popping up everywhere, right? Instagram (@fendi) is a testament to that, practically assaulting your eyeballs with glorious, overpriced-but-totally-worth-it leather goods. Seriously, their Peekaboo bags? I saw one at the Cabazon Outlet Boutique (yeah, I know, outlet, don’t judge, gotta ball on a *slight* budget) and I almost fainted. The leather felt like… like petting a cloud that had been injected with pure luxury.
And it’s not just the bags. They’re slinging belts for men, cardholders for women (because who even carries cash anymore?), and don’t even *get* me started on the boots. I saw some Fendi boots for men specifically advertised in Japan, which makes me wonder, like, are Japanese men particularly into fancy footwear? I mean, they have amazing fashion sense anyway. I’m probably rambling now.
Then you get to the leather itself. They say it blends “daring creativity and craftsmanship.” Okay, marketing speak, sure, but you know what? I kinda believe it. There’s something *different* about Fendi leather. Is it the way they tan it? Is it the pure Italian magic? I don’t know! I just know that holding a Fendi leather wallet feels… important. Like I’ve suddenly ascended to a higher plane of existence.
And I’ve seen it advertised in Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan and even the US… It’s EVERYWHERE.
Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating. But seriously, Fendi leather is something special. Is it overpriced? Probably. Could I buy, like, a decent used car for the price of a Peekaboo? Absolutely. But would that used car make me feel like a fashion goddess? Nope. Fendi wins, hands down. Don’t @ me.
