rish vs. poor (Part 2)
(I didn't add much, but I think it sums it up)
I am writing from LA, where I have stumbled onto something quite mind-boggling. Being the family we are, we went to Rodeo Drive (Row-day-o). This is the fancy part of Hollywood to shop at. You know, Dior, LV, Coach. Within these stores are possesions that are worth more then me. Yet, everyone other person passing by, carries a few bags from Tiffs, a huge one from Versage, and a little brown bag, from Little Brown Bag...this makes me think. "Why can't I do that? When will I get to shop carelessly?" This sickins me. I have actually convinced myself, that I will be in that position at one point in my life, when so many have been born, lived, and died, without laying a finger on that $1000 Coach handbag. What makes myself so sure that I will one day shop on Rodeo Drive??? I could say its the media's fault, or maybe the whole idea of capitalism that has been burned onto the back of my hand. I would feel like such a hypocrite blaming how I decide to live my life, on an idea or social service.
Wanting all this, I just can't help buy hear that voice in the back of my head. Telling me I shouldn't shop there, supporting all thoes stores and the industry, is just benefiting everything I'm against...Am I just materialistic, or is it some how justified, that I wish constantly to buy a pair of Versage sunglasses?
I'm at such a dilemma
I am writing from LA, where I have stumbled onto something quite mind-boggling. Being the family we are, we went to Rodeo Drive (Row-day-o). This is the fancy part of Hollywood to shop at. You know, Dior, LV, Coach. Within these stores are possesions that are worth more then me. Yet, everyone other person passing by, carries a few bags from Tiffs, a huge one from Versage, and a little brown bag, from Little Brown Bag...this makes me think. "Why can't I do that? When will I get to shop carelessly?" This sickins me. I have actually convinced myself, that I will be in that position at one point in my life, when so many have been born, lived, and died, without laying a finger on that $1000 Coach handbag. What makes myself so sure that I will one day shop on Rodeo Drive??? I could say its the media's fault, or maybe the whole idea of capitalism that has been burned onto the back of my hand. I would feel like such a hypocrite blaming how I decide to live my life, on an idea or social service.
Wanting all this, I just can't help buy hear that voice in the back of my head. Telling me I shouldn't shop there, supporting all thoes stores and the industry, is just benefiting everything I'm against...Am I just materialistic, or is it some how justified, that I wish constantly to buy a pair of Versage sunglasses?
I'm at such a dilemma