By Shemeka Michelle
Not that I’m a label whore but I usually don’t care for off brands.
I definitely prefer Kellogg’s Rice Krispies over the knock-off store brand Crispy Rice. When it comes to sliced American cheese, I will only buy Kraft. Many people argue that you’re just paying for the name and the off-brand product tastes just as good as the well known name brand.
I honestly can’t attest to whether or not this is true because for many grocery store items, the “cousin” just won’t do! I can’t for the life of me understand the purpose of buying the knock-off version of pretty much anything.
I won’t own a pair of red bottoms until they are genuine Louboutins. Nor will I purchase designer bags from the trunk of someone’s car! Some may feel name brands are altogether a waste of money. However if you must have them, what’s the point of settling for a fake when you can’t afford the real thing? What exactly are you trying to prove?
Too bad this type of thinking hasn’t transferred into my love life. Somehow, although I really want the real thing, the off-brands keep jumping in my basket! Just as many manufacturers go to great lengths to be sure the knock-off is hard to recognize; some people go to those same extremes to pass as genuine.
If only men came with tags that read “Made in the U.S of A*holes” then maybe I could have dodged a lot of heartaches. Perhaps the real solution for me is to be just as selective about my men as I am about my orange juice. Just as I turn up my nose to the guy in the parking lot selling movies from the inside of his coat, I have to learn to give a fake off-brand dude the once over and keep it moving!
So, now I’ll atone:
Dear Mr. Right, I apologize for being fooled by your imposter. At the end of the day, he fell apart and couldn’t hold up because he was created by materials of a lesser quality. I however shall not stand in any self righteousness because it was I that failed to realize he was a fake.
Therefore I hope that you do not hold it against me as I take full responsibility and shamefully admit I’ve been sleeping with your cousin!
I do know my worth and I must admit that I have been in the wrong.
Currently I’m working on me and no man will get the time of day, if I even suspect that he’s not the real deal.
About Shemeka Michelle: “I was that chick. Gave it all up, all of it. I put all my eggs in one basket. Didn’t have a plan B ‘cause I believed in plan A. Then one day, all of it came to an end. All I could do was take it. I’m a survivor with three kids I HAD to make it! So instead of dying from pain and hiding in shame, I’ve decided to get NAKED.” www.nakedgirlzblog.com
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