Urban Outfitters is a place I’ve never shopped at but I’m pretty sure they sell clothes I would never wear. They seem to sell really hip clothes, maybe it’s the modern GAP. I don’t know, but what I do know is that they are selling an Influencer Costume reports Teen Vogue. I had mixed feelings about Urban Outfitters before but now I clearly hate the company.
For $59.99 you can get the Urban Outfitter Halloween Costume Set. The description reads, “Channel Instagram style in this low key costume set worthy of a superstar influencer. Featuring a minimalist sporty-chic sports bra + leggings in muted tonal hues for a look that’s so now. Sunglasses, sneakers + wig sold separately.”
If you want the black cap, a blond wig, sunglasses, and shoes, you’re going to have to cough up around another $100. Pretty stupid, yet I think it going to sell a ton. Vanity knows no bounds and people throw their money away at the dumbest things.
For example, does anyone know what the “Pet Rock” is? The “Pet Rock” was a rock rebranded as a pet. That’s right just a smooth rock from Mexico. It came in a box with breathing holes and the only tricks it could do was “sit” and “stay”. And over 1.5 million rocks were sold at $4 a rock. It made Gary Dahl, the seller, $6 million dollars in revenue. A dumb rock made him a millionaire just because he called it a “Pet”.
The unfortunate thing is that people don’t learn. Now they’re selling rocks again after they branded them “meditation” or “spiritual rocks” or some other nonsense and they’re charging way more than $4. People are making millions off rocks and not the kind you smoke and get high off of. Just stupid rocks.
So I know I’m going to be seeing those stupid costumes everywhere on Halloween. The only way I could avoid seeing the “Influencer costume” is if I just hang out with Asians because we’re all going to be costuming as characters from “Crazy Rich Asians”. The best part of the night is going to be trying to figure out who’s wearing the authentic designer dresses vs the bootlegs. I’m definitely wearing the bootleg version of whatever overpriced Italian dress Constance Wu wore in the movie cause I’m not a you know what.