After writing my last post and mentioning fashion trends it got me thinking about myself when I was 13 and I nagged my mom at the mall to buy me an $80 pair of black Guess jeans. I distinctly remember how frightened she was of the price tag and how she so didn’t want to for out that kind of money for them. What I don’t distinctly remember was why I wanted them so bad that I would make my mother who was a low wage worker pay pretty much a days wage for them.
During my years leading up to high school I was very far from being a spoiled brat who wanted everything. I was always conscious of the fact that my mom worked long and hard everyday for not much money. Nike Air’s were all the thing back then but I felt so bad spending my mom’s money that I would just get regular Nike’s or some cheap name brand that seemed to mimic Nike. I was the only kid who didn’t have a Nintendo. We never went on vacations or had nice dinners. I didn’t get on a plane until I was 22!
I must have almost killed her that day. She probably had trouble sleeping that night. My guess is that she just wanted to see me happy once in a while. All that just for a pair of jeans so I could fit in or at least try to. A freaking piece of denim made in a 3rd world country marked up 300% that gets worn, thrown away and forgotten about.
