I stumbled across this rabbit hole the other day, right? I was browsing Personal Brechó (which, btw, sounds super chic and possibly Portuguese, but maybe I’m totally wrong), and they were touting “authentic” Dior bags and accessories. Which got me thinking… what’s the deal with pre-owned luxury? Is it a steal? Is it a scam? Is it just… fancy garbage someone doesn’t want anymore?
Then I saw the Saks Fifth Avenue blurb about Dior jewelry. Free shipping and returns? Okay, tempting. But still, *Dior*. It’s a commitment, financially and… well, fashion-wise. You can’t just throw on a Dior necklace with your pajamas (although, honestly, maybe you *can* and that’s the whole point?).
Vestiaire Collective popped up next, promising pre-owned Dior jewels. “Gourmette” this, “Gourmette” that. Sounds delicious, but also… incredibly specific. Like, are we talking serious investment pieces here? Or just something a tad bit fancy? I’m honestly not sure what to think.
And THEN, BAM, FASHIONPHILE. Used Dior necklaces, bracelets, earrings, rings… a whole dang *smorgasbord* of pre-loved bling. But…copper, right? Like, the last entry i read was about preventing copper from tarnishing, so is this all copper and getting green? Is this the real deal? It is a little concerning.
See, this is where the “brandless Dior” thing comes in (sort of). It’s like… the *idea* of Dior, the *aesthetic* of Dior, without necessarily needing the actual, official, price-tag-inducing Dior. You could, like, find a vintage-inspired necklace that *looks* Dior-ish, or maybe even something *is* Dior but is just used and a bit older. Like, you are not paying full price, so it is a little bit brandless.
I’m not saying fake it ’til you make it, but I *am* saying… explore your options! Maybe you can find a killer piece of jewelry that channels the Dior vibe without emptying your bank account. Maybe you can find something used that you like and make it your own.
Maybe you just wanna dream about wearing a Dior diamond tiara while you’re actually eating ramen in your sweatpants. Hey, no judgment here.
