First off, you see ’em EVERYWHERE. Well, not *literally* everywhere, unless you’re hanging out on Rodeo Drive or something. But the *idea* of Hermès is everywhere. From those suspiciously cheap-looking “silk” scarves on eBay to TikToks of people unboxing Birkins (and me simultaneously drooling and judging), they’re inescapable.
And the thing is, they’re, like, obsessed with handcrafting stuff. Okay, cool. Traditional stuff, yadda yadda. But honestly, sometimes I wonder if they’re just milking that whole “heritage” thing for all it’s worth. Like, yeah, okay, beautiful leather, years of experience… but is a handbag *really* worth more than my freakin’ car? I dunno, man. I have issues.
Then there’s the whole AliExpress thing. You know, those “hidden links” people are always whispering about? The ones promising you a Birkin for the price of a used microwave? Yeah, that’s… risky. Let’s be real, you’re probably getting a fake. A really, really bad fake. But hey, if you’re into that kinda thing, go for it. Just don’t come crying to me when your “Hermès” bag starts peeling after a week. I’ve seen some horror stories, believe me.
And the Milan Design Week 2025 mention? Like, what does that even *mean*? They’re branching out into… furniture? Okay, I guess. I can picture it now: a ridiculously priced leather couch that I’d be too afraid to actually *sit* on.
Honestly, sometimes I think Hermès is just playing us all. They create this aura of exclusivity and luxury, and we all fall for it. Maybe it’s the orange boxes? Maybe it’s the stories about waiting lists that are longer than my lifespan? Whatever it is, it’s working.
But, y’know, despite my cynicism, there’s a part of me that gets it. The craftsmanship *is* impressive. The designs are classic (if sometimes a little boring). And there’s something undeniably appealing about owning a piece of something that’s been around for, like, ever.