Channel Baxters.

I know yesterday was Hater Thursday, but pretend like it's Thursday today just for this post. Yesterday, Stefanie and I had a deep and meaningful conversation about "Channel Baxters". Not Chanel, because Channel implies how faux they are.

HOW TO SPOT A CHANNEL BAXTER:
I'm sure you all encounter these types atleast once a day. They're not hard to spot with their orange skin they achieved from a tanning bed(or if they are wealthy, the paid trip to Cabo San Lucas courtesy of daddy). Channel Baxters love synthetic fur. Especially if they can wear it on their UGG boots. These boots must be a plain brown, so it goes with their plain french manicure and their awesome Abercrombie and Fitch wardrobe.

I don't mind these girls. To each their own. But when you start claiming Chanel as your "brand". You've gone too far. Back up, girlfriend. Whatchu know about Chanel? I held my tongue when you appropriated the Louis Vuitton bags, but now I feel compelled to say something.

As someone who devours fashion magazines on the daily, I know that these girls know nothing about Chanel (or Louis, or Dolce, or Gucci...). They just love how the CC looks on their ears, sungalsses, and purses. Do you know why they even became huge? Are you familar with tweed? How about the LBD? Most importantly, do they know the master of the universe Karl Lagerfeld?

Of course, who 'am I to say anything right? I'm a poor brown girl that hails from a small town where a tractor is a legitimate mode of transportation. I highly doubt I will ever own couture(no Baxter, not the "Juicy" velour sweatsuit you love so much), but I know when shit looks right. The majority of these Baxters wear it ALL WRONG. When a fake tan lady walks by with Gucci sunglasses and a black & white Chanel tote, a part of me dies.