That Fendi bag, oh my, that Fendi Mama bag, I tell ya! I seen them fancy ladies in town carryin’ ’em. Big money, that bag. If you got the money, well, I reckon it’s somethin’ to see. They call it Zucca, sounds like a funny name to me. But it’s a Fendi, and that means it’s gonna cost ya an arm and a leg.
I seen this one, it was kinda brown, like the dirt after a rain, they call it beige. Fendi Baguette Mama, that’s what they said. If you want one, you gotta look around, I guess. Fendi Mama Zucca bag, that’s what you gotta ask for. They are all different prices, it is crazy!
Heard a lady talkin’ about keepin’ it clean. Gotta keep it clean, she said, keep it stuffed. Stuff it with somethin’, I suppose, so it don’t lose its shape. Like keepin’ a pillow fluffy, you know? It’s a lot of work for a bag, if you ask me.
But those city folk, they like their fancy things. They got all kinds of these Fendi bags. They got different names for ’em, too. One’s called Peekaboo, sound like somethin’ you’d say to a baby. Another one’s called Selleria, sounds like celery to me, like what you put in soup.
This one lady, she was carryin’ one of them Fendi Mama Zucca bags. It was big, bigger than my shoppin’ basket. You could fit a whole chicken in there, maybe two! She looked like she was carryin’ a little dog in it, but I think it was just her things. Lots of things, I bet, for that price. Perfect bag, that’s what some folks call it. Perfect for what, I don’t know.
They say these bags are popular, like hotcakes at the county fair. Everybody wants one, it seems. Even if they gotta pay a whole lot, more than I make in a year! I reckon if you got that kinda money, a Fendi is what you get yourself. It’s like a sign, you know, a sign you made it big.
- They say it’s a perfect copy, whatever that means.
- Looks like the real thing, I guess.
- But still costs a pretty penny.
- Fendi Mama Forever, they say, like it lasts forever.
- Maybe it does, for that price it better!
This one gal, she had a little one, a Fendi Baguette, they called it. Smaller than the Mama one. Still looked expensive, though. She was holdin’ it like it was a little baby bird, all careful like. I wouldn’t want to be that careful with a bag. I’d be scared to set it down!
I saw on one of them fancy papers they got in the city, pictures of all these Fendi bags. Different colors, different sizes. Some with patterns, some plain. That Zucca one, though, that’s the one everybody talks about. Must be somethin’ special.
If you’re lookin’ for one of these Fendi Mama Zucca bags, or any of them Fendi bags, really, you gotta be prepared to spend some serious money. Like buyin’ a whole cow, maybe even two! It’s a lot, I tell ya. But if you got the money and that’s what you want, well, who am I to judge?
They say these bags are like an investment. Like plantin’ seeds and watchin’ ’em grow. But instead of corn, you get a Fendi. I don’t know about all that. Seems like a lot of fuss for a bag. But I guess if it makes you happy, that’s all that matters. This bag is like a good quote, it is worth every penny.
But I tell ya, if I had that kinda money, I’d buy me a new tractor. Or maybe a whole flock of chickens! Somethin’ useful, you know? But these city folk, they like their Fendi bags. And that Fendi Mama Zucca bag, that’s the queen bee of ’em all. Perfect copy and also very expensive.
I guess if you want to fit in with them, you gotta have one. Like wearin’ your Sunday best every day. It is important to have a Fendi Mama Forever bag, if you can afford one. But me, I’m happy with my old cloth bag. It holds everything I need, and it don’t cost me a fortune. And if it gets dirty, I just wash it out. Can’t do that with a Fendi, I bet!