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Monday 4 January 2010
"what's LANVIN?... just nevermind"
My mom and I just flew back from our Phuket, Hanoi, Hong Kong, Shanghai winter trip only to be grilled by customs at LAX.
We roll up to the initial customs counter, 4 overweight suitcases, 2 carry-ons, and 1 luggage helper in tow. He looks at us suspiciously, signals to Vivs birkin, asks if it's new, how many more she has, and how much cash we have with us. He apparently wasn't satisfied with our answers and sent us for further inspection in area B ughhh (A is where they just scan your luggage, B is where they open and go through everything).
Inspection Agent: So what did you buy this trip?
Me: Just a pair of boots
IA: You filled on the form that you spent approx $1,000?
Me: Yes...
IA: $1,000 boots?! I need to see them
Me: Okay
IA: These are $1,000??
Me: They're Lanvin
IA: What's 'Lanvin'??
Me: Just... nevermind
He then continues to go through every single one of my shoe and purse bags (which were a lot since i tend to be an obnoxious overpacker) and the dialogue went something like this (but approx 8 times over)
IA: Is this purse new too?
Me: No.. it's a fendi spy bag!
IA: What does that mean?
Me; That it's at least 3 years old..
IA: Then why would you bring it?
Me: Beach bag for Phuket
IA: BLANK STARE
IA: How much were these shoes?
Me: They're old
IA: How much did they cost?
Me: Why does it matter, i didn't buy them this trip
IA: I asked how much
Me: About $1200
IA: Wow another pair of $1000+ boots?
Me: SILENCE
IA: This 'Hermes', did you buy it on your trip?
Me: No i brought it from home
IA: And how much??
Me: i dont know... around $4,000 or $5,000??
IA: Oh... What's your occupation, do you have a job?
Me: No i'm a student
IA: So what does your dad do?
Me: Real estate, retail, etc...
IA: Well you have a lot of nice stuff here
Me: Thanks
IA: So your dad must make a lot of money huh...
Me: ummmm ya i guess
IA: So how much does he make?
Me: Hahaha.. wait, are you serious??
IA: Answer the question, ma'am. Whats his average annual salary??
MOM AND I EXCHANGE BLANK STARES, SHE PULLS HIM TO THE SIDE, SAYS SOMETHING AND WE ARE FINALLY FREE TO GO.
HOW RUDE, UGH GOOD TO BE BACK IN THE STATES.
We roll up to the initial customs counter, 4 overweight suitcases, 2 carry-ons, and 1 luggage helper in tow. He looks at us suspiciously, signals to Vivs birkin, asks if it's new, how many more she has, and how much cash we have with us. He apparently wasn't satisfied with our answers and sent us for further inspection in area B ughhh (A is where they just scan your luggage, B is where they open and go through everything).
Inspection Agent: So what did you buy this trip?
Me: Just a pair of boots
IA: You filled on the form that you spent approx $1,000?
Me: Yes...
IA: $1,000 boots?! I need to see them
Me: Okay
IA: These are $1,000??
Me: They're Lanvin
IA: What's 'Lanvin'??
Me: Just... nevermind
He then continues to go through every single one of my shoe and purse bags (which were a lot since i tend to be an obnoxious overpacker) and the dialogue went something like this (but approx 8 times over)
IA: Is this purse new too?
Me: No.. it's a fendi spy bag!
IA: What does that mean?
Me; That it's at least 3 years old..
IA: Then why would you bring it?
Me: Beach bag for Phuket
IA: BLANK STARE
IA: How much were these shoes?
Me: They're old
IA: How much did they cost?
Me: Why does it matter, i didn't buy them this trip
IA: I asked how much
Me: About $1200
IA: Wow another pair of $1000+ boots?
Me: SILENCE
IA: This 'Hermes', did you buy it on your trip?
Me: No i brought it from home
IA: And how much??
Me: i dont know... around $4,000 or $5,000??
IA: Oh... What's your occupation, do you have a job?
Me: No i'm a student
IA: So what does your dad do?
Me: Real estate, retail, etc...
IA: Well you have a lot of nice stuff here
Me: Thanks
IA: So your dad must make a lot of money huh...
Me: ummmm ya i guess
IA: So how much does he make?
Me: Hahaha.. wait, are you serious??
IA: Answer the question, ma'am. Whats his average annual salary??
MOM AND I EXCHANGE BLANK STARES, SHE PULLS HIM TO THE SIDE, SAYS SOMETHING AND WE ARE FINALLY FREE TO GO.
HOW RUDE, UGH GOOD TO BE BACK IN THE STATES.
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