But hey, Prada, am I right? They slap a triangle logo on *anything* and suddenly it’s worth more than my entire rent. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not hating. I kinda get it. I mean, a good belt *can* pull an outfit together. It’s like that one crucial accessory that elevates you from “bumming around” to “effortlessly chic.” (Or, in my case, from “looks like you just rolled outta bed” to “okay, *maybe* he showered.”)
I’ve been browsing these belts online, see? And there’s the leather ones, obviously. Classic. Can’t really go wrong there. But then you got the fabric ones, maybe with some cool patterns. Or the metal ones! Ooooh, shiny. And you know, StockX has ’em, Mytheresa has ’em… everyone’s got PRADA belts. You can even filter by “My Sizes” which, let’s be honest, is a godsend. Trying to guess your belt size online is a recipe for disaster. (Been there, done that, ended up with a belt that could practically double as a jump rope. Not a good look.)
And the price? Yeah, let’s not dwell on that too much. We’re talking PRADA here, people. You’re paying for the name, the design, the… I don’t know… the feeling of superiority you get when you buckle it on? (Just kidding. Mostly.) But seriously, are they REALLY “high precision”? I mean, I’m assuming the buckle is securely attached to the strap, and the holes are evenly spaced… but is it, like, built to withstand the stresses of a NASA space mission? I kinda doubt it.