The Style Competition
I am a 24 year old sales boss and my work involves ensuring that the sale goals given to my team are fulfilled. So far I’ve been successful and have been awarded the best performance award for the last 5 years. I have a great income with hikes ever so often annually. I am also a fashion freak. Not in the sense of wearing outrageous garments everywhere I’m going but a more delicate sense of style. I ensure to dress casually but make it trendy. I try my best to look attractive every single day.
I adore it when I look good and get compliments for it. I also have a great eagerness for scents. I love all of the different fragrances. At first, I had one scent that I would wear literally everywhere but noticed that after a while it became old and predictable. Before folk even saw me, they knew I was there due to the smell. Folk started calling me after the name of my perfume. So I decided to change it up and wear perfumes based mostly on how was I feeling that day or how it best fits with my outfit. Everybody loved that about me as I came in with a brand new scent every day. I like the feeling of knowing I am the most trendy in the room.
I was always the middle of attention when it came to fashion but one day a woman caught my attention. She was basically the chief of sales as well but for a different region. She was very good at her job and ever since she started, I have put it upon myself to fight against her for the top sales rank. I also hated the indisputable fact that she also had an eye for glamour and fashion like me. People started referring to her as the queen of style and this truly started getting to me. I know she had great style but I am not getting what all of the fuss was about. How did she unseat me? I did not help that my body language was fundamentally hollering my hate for the lady.
Yesterday I reached my breaking point when I spotted her holding the exact same Louis Vuitton handbag that I owned. I took me so long to get that bag because of its cost. I asked every resource I had what sort of income this woman was making so I can know how she was able to get the bag. Seemingly my income is 40% more than hers. So how did she get it?
I bumped into her on purpose and asked her to eat lunch with me so I could find out how she could afford such an expensive purse. I artfully asked about her LV purse and she smiled. She questioned if I spotted anything different and I said no. She then let me know that it was actually from a collection of Louis Vuitton duplicate handbags. When she told me about the Louis Vuitton replica purses I could not believe it. I ordered some myself the following day.