My Housekeeper Stole My Birkin
Language: en
On Valentine’s Day, my boyfriend gave me a Birkin that cost more than most people’s annual salary. When my live-in housekeeper, Martha, found out, she didn’t congratulate me. She didn't even smile. She went nuclear. She pointed at the hand-stitched leather, her voice trembling with a mix of vitriol and disdain, claiming the bag was less practical than a reusable grocery sack from the supermarket. According to her, a plastic bag was free, durable, and held more. She then pivoted to a lecture on my "reckless" spending, accusing me of disrespecting my parents’ hard work and wondering aloud…