Yes I represent a luxury brand. Yes, I plan to stick on to luxury business for a while now. Yes, I enjoy being snobbish when people ask for the price. But, am I really the kinds who would like to flaunt an LVMH or a Ferragamo or a Bvlgari?

Seriously I do not have an answer to this. Who would not like to be seen carrying one of these deigner, trendy, hip, upmarket fashion wear? I surely would. But does it, in reality, go with my image?

This takes me down memory lane, when my father was asked to use the company's sleek mercedes benz. My dad, for people who don't know him, is an extremely down to earth, no nonsense kinda man. He lives life very modestly, not being affected by the changing trends. He doesn't spend on luxuries, but has all the necessities. However, when it came to me or my mother, he would go out of his way to "satisfy our cravings" or anything thats luxuxy for him! Now just imagine, a guy like this, being given a Merc! Boy, you should've been there to check out his reaction. And yeah, I was too young to click a picture of that expression that almost crashed my hope. He, in a very soft tone told his boss that he was very happy with the amby that he owned, and that he would look like a clown if he ever owned a merc! And at that moment, I wanted to yell!
"Are you kiddin' me? How could you? Someone just offered you the most luxurious car there is, and you politely said NO? You've gone crazy Mr. Father!" I felt as though the entire world came crumbling and I can't do anything without that shiny black car.
At this point my dad took me to a corner and said..."you know my lil child, its great to be a dreamer. Its awesome, when you are in dreamland, where everything is nice and rosy. But we need to realise those dreams and work towards it.
I was about to explode...what the hell??? And sure, at that moment, I just did not understand what he was talking about or trying to explain to me.
Back to where I started. I represent a luxury brand, but am I really keen on owning them? Or am I perfectly fine being a free soul who cares a damn about what brand I've got on?
And now I realise, it's all in the mind.

Kudos Dad!