Bonjour mes amies!
There are so many levels to (tangible) luxury living. One of the levels that I haven’t entered is:
I will never forget j’étais une petite fille, and I skipped school…to visit an exhibit at the National Gallery of Art. Oui mes amies, I skipped school to go to a museum. I actually got caught. Instead of blending in and leaving the museum when the field trip buses left, I hung around. C’est la vie.
Nonetheless, I was in the East Building of the National Gallery of Art, and I found myself staring at the most regal woman (versus the art.)
She was sleek, statuesque, and seemingly simple to the naked eye.
Even as une petite fille, my eyes were not naked; I devoured French and American Vogue religiously.
Her powder blue bow front pumps (I later purchased the same pair vintage in Milan) were Ferragamo. Her black turtleneck was cashmere, she wore wool-blend trousers, and her trench was classic Burberry.
At first glance, I knew the trench had been tailored to her exact specifications. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. As she took her rain jacket off and meticulously draped it over her arm (which housed one tennis bracelet), I could see her initials monogrammed in the lining.
J’adore, when I see stylish belles, dawned avec un LVs (Louis Vuitton) in Heritage stripes and initialed.
But I’m just not there yet.
Why? Je ne sais pais…
I’m uncertain if it’s the commitment.
Vintage mes amies know, this isn’t my first marriage. Oddly enough, my first marriage’s surname and my maiden name were the same initial. This time around, it’s a different letter. With that, I think about had I monogrammed any of my luxury pieces then, would I still wear them now?
Another reason that isn’t paramount pour moi is resell.
I never purchase with the intent to resell, and to date, I’ve only sold two of my purses (I actually regret one), what if I do want to resell? I’m assuming unless someone has my exact initials, the item will be “worth” less.
My first trail run avec monogram was my “H” Celine necklace purchased in Paris.
That purchase was a bit “forced,” so to speak. The necklaces had been sold-out in the States forever, and the “H” was the only letter in stock. Perhaps it was fate.
My next significant monogram purchase was made in Madrid.
The Husband and I had beaucoup verre du champagne, and after shopping at Balenciaga, Hermes, and Louis Vuitton, we made our way to Dior.
I’d been searching for a trés, trés specific twilly, and oddly enough, they only had “J” and “H” in stock. I was so torn.
But after looking at The Husband’s puppy dog eyes, I toasted “Sante” avec moi verre du champagne and reached for the “H.”
Once we left Dior, I told The Husband:
“Now we’re official.”
To which The Husband replied:
“I assumed the ring, marriage, and home, made us official.”
C’est la vie mes amies.
Merci beaucoup to @ jbspeaks for having an in-depth conversation avec moi over on Instagram about monogramming luxury goods. We also share the same initials…are you thinking what I’m thinking, mes amies ? Oui, a monogrammed luxury good trading partner!
Do you have any monogrammed/personalized luxury goods?
Ciao for now 💋