I elevated it to a matter of principle. "Who pays $700 for a stroller?" I'd gripe. "You're paying $300 for the stroller and $400 for the brand name. People only want it because it's popular. And it's ugly."
My neighbor had one and cleaned it with a toothbrush. "You almost have to for those prices," said I.
But now this is making my heart go pitter-patter:
I love it. As I push Puppy around our neighborhood, I dream of myself at its helm. It's practical, it's adjustable, it's got a small footprint.
And it's growing trendier by the minute.
And it's almost $500.
P.S. In my defense, I've had my eye on it since before the Bugabooers had their second children and crowned it their new favorite. Somehow that's not making me feel any better about all my schemes to get my hands on one.
P.P.S. Did you just see that pathetic attempt at self-justification? Oh. My. Goodness.