Over twenty years ago, I dreamed of owning the Etienne Aigner belt that had tiny little signature A brads interspersed along the burgundy leather. I would’ve worn it on the outside of whatever shirt or jeans I was sporting that day, just so people could admire the A brads. It was too expensive for my $5.00 a week allowance. And I wouldn’t have dared ask my parents to purchase it for me because I was busy working on them for a pair of Calvin Klein jeans. Or was it Jordache?
I found this vintage Aigner belt at the America’s Thrift store in Rainbow City. It is the very belt I coveted so many years ago. It cost me fifty-nine cents.