You see ’em everywhere, especially in, like, New York. I dunno, maybe it’s a New York thing. But the real deal Goyard? Forget about it. Unless you’re, like, a celeb or loaded, it’s basically a pipe dream. So, the dupes start looking pretty darn good.
I saw this thing online, a “Goyard bag dupe that matches style and quality.” Quality, huh? That’s the question, isn’t it? I mean, I’m not expecting real leather for, you know, a fraction of the price. But I also don’t want something that’s gonna fall apart after a week. That’s just… sad.
And then there’s the whole ethical thing, which, yeah, I *should* care about more, I guess. But honestly, when you’re staring down the barrel of a rent payment and also want a cute tote… sometimes you gotta make choices. No judgement (to me or you!).
I was poking around Etsy the other day (don’t judge, I love Etsy!), and there’s a whole “fake goyard bags” section. “Unique or custom, handmade pieces,” they say. Handmade? By who? That’s what I wanna know! Are they like, tiny elves in a basement cranking these things out? Probably not. But still. Intriguing.
I saw one that was a “Goyard replica” pouch. A pouch! So, it’s not even trying to be a full-on tote. It’s just, like, a little guy. I kinda dig the honesty, tbh. Like, “Yeah, I’m fake, but I’m a *cute* fake.”
And the pink ones! Oh my god, the pink Goyard bags. They’re on some website where you can “filter by best match or price.” Best match? What does that even mean? Best match *to what*? To my outfit? To my vibe? To my questionable life choices? I don’t know!
Honestly, it’s a minefield out there. You gotta be careful. Some of these things look like they were made by a toddler with a glue stick. Others… well, some of them look pretty darn good. I saw some authentic vs replica handbag reviews somewhere. I should probably find that again.
My personal take? If you’re gonna go fake, go for it. Just, like, do your research. Read the reviews (if there are any). Don’t expect perfection. And for god’s sake, don’t try to pass it off as real. Just own it. It’s a cute bag. It’s cheaper. And you know what? Maybe one day I’ll actually be able to afford the real thing. But until then, I’m rocking my… *ahem*… “inspired” tote with pride.
