StockX is yelling about market prices, Bottega Veneta’s website wants your personal info (as always, gotta process that order, ya know?), and Lyst’s got a whole lotta ’em on sale. Like, *a lot*. From $161? Seriously? My ramen budget can’t handle that kind of “sale.”
But back to the point. The *no logo* thing. See, it’s kinda genius. Because Bottega’s whole bag (pun intended) is that woven leather thing, right? The intrecciato. It’s so distinct, so recognizable. You could spot it across a crowded room, even if you’re legally blind (okay, maybe not, but you get my drift!).
So, slapping a huge “BOTTEGA VENETA” buckle on it is just…redundant. And kinda…tacky? (Okay, maybe that’s harsh. But I’m just sayin’!). It’s like wearing a t-shirt that says “I’m wearing a t-shirt.” We *get* it.
Then you get those dudes in the men’s section rocking the chic leather, Browns, blacks, and grey, whatever floats your boat; I feel like it’s a ‘If you know, you know’ typa’ thing.
The beauty of the no-logo BV belt (can I call it that?) is that it whispers. It’s subtle. It’s saying, “Yeah, I have good taste. And I don’t need to shout about it.” And honestly, in a world of screaming logos and desperate attempts at “look at me!” fashion, that’s kinda…refreshing.
I mean, okay, yeah, maybe I’m romanticizing a glorified piece of leather. And maybe my bank account is crying just thinking about affording one of these babies. BUT! There’s something undeniably cool about the quiet confidence of a Bottega Veneta belt that doesn’t need to announce itself.
Plus, you know, if you *accidentally* get a knock-off (I’m not advocating for that! Don’t do that!), the lack of logo makes it a little harder to spot. (Okay, maybe *now* I’m advocating for it. Just kidding! Mostly.)
