I could’ve bought a dog but I had to have a baby. The ultimate status symbol. An accessory higher on the food chain than the Louis Vuitton Damier Duomo handbag or even the Gucci baby carrier. (cute with or without a baby) A real baby screams that I'm worth at least $190,000 - the number that the U.S. Department of Agriculture says that I need to raise her to “normal." Which is my goal.
Unlike the Manolo Blahnik Cuff Ankle Boot that says please sleep with me, a baby says, someone already slept with me. Here’s proof.
When I bring my status accessory baby to a restaurant I get noticed. Especially if all those around me really think the $50 for an entree also pays for the privilege of peace and quiet.
Though now that my daughter is 3 she is becoming less and less of an accessory. The perfect accessory should be much easier to fit under your arm.
A teacup Yorkie would be much less expensive than another IVF cycle...