Now, the big thing with Hermès (and honestly, the reason they cost more than my entire rent for a month… or three) is the leather. They ain’t messing around with some cheap pleather from who-knows-where. We’re talking *premium* leather. Like, the kind you wanna just, I dunno, *pet*. Supple calfskin, exotic alligator, maybe even ostrich if you’re feeling particularly fancy and have a trust fund the size of Texas. Seriously, the Oran sandal—everyone and their momma wants a pair, even if they’re rocking a dupe. But the *real* Oran? That leather is just… *chef’s kiss*.
And it’s not just the *type* of leather, it’s the *craftsmanship*, ya know? They got artisans, legit artists, spending hours (probably days!) on each pair. Meticulous attention to detail is an understatement. You’re not just buying a shoe, you’re buying a piece of art, practically. Which, okay, maybe justifies the price a *little* bit. But still, ouch.
I gotta admit, part of the appeal, for me at least, is the comfort factor too. Yeah, they look amazing, but they also *feel* amazing. Contoured heels, cushioned insoles… they actually *care* about your feet! Imagine that! It’s not just about looking like you stepped out of a magazine, it’s about actually being able to walk around all day without wanting to chop your feet off.
And they got styles for days! Classic, modern, sandals, pumps, sneakers… Whatever your vibe, they probably have something that’ll make you want to remortgage your house. Though, let’s be real, most of us are probably sticking to the dupes. I mean, I’ve seen some pretty convincing Hermes Oran sandal dupes out there. French Sole Alibi, anyone? But still, nothing quite beats the real deal. I dream of the day I can finally afford a pair without selling a kidney.
