Hooray for Fake Tiffany Seizure

I am not one of the Perth women distraught by the seizure by Customs officials of eight consignments of fake Tiffany jewellery.

About time and well done, I say. I have wondered for months how women in Perth were getting away with selling the fake Tiffany by party plan.

It is one thing to buy fake designer sunnies or a knock off bag while on holidays in Bali or even the streets of New York (and no, I didn’t even look at them in NYC).

It’s quite something else to sell Tiffany by party plan or online (and by that I mean not at the official site)

Some people were today complaining online and on radio that no one who bought the goods actually believed them to be real Tiffany, so no harm was done.

No harm? What about trademark and intellectual property infringement, loss of sales and so on? A few years ago there was a crackdown at east coast markets to stamp out the sale of copy designer gear and sportswear but this fakes trade doesn’t seem to have made news of late.

Tiffany is an iconic brand. Anyone who has seen Audrey Hepburn in the classic Breakfast at Tiffany’s has probably longed for a little blue/green box tied with a white ribbon.

I received my first item of Tiffany for Christmas last year, a bracelet I wear with pride (and have been known to take off when cross at the husband who bought it).

A friend received a necklace for her birthday not long after. Another friend has a small collection she has purchased over the last few years.

On several occasions I have been invited to the fake Tiffany parties and declined. If I want costume jewellery, I go to Myer, Diva or Witchery.

If I want Tiffany, I drop hints for about a year and hope for the best.

On my recent trip to New York I acquired my second little blue/green box, forking out for a pair of Tiffany earrings. I had promised myself I would buy myself an early birthday present from the flagship Fifth Avenue store, and I did (interestingly no one seemed that keen to serve me until I already had one bag in hand – I was in jeans that day).

Tiffany & Co the real deal

Real Tiffany & Co jewellery

People have often said of the fake stuff  “but it looks real” and “but it looks real at a quarter of the price”. 

Tiffany and Co Fifth Ave, New York

Happy Times at Tiffany and Co Fifth Ave, New York

 I have heard of debates starting when women with fakes have scoffed at those who have paid for or received  the real item. I have also heard of people buying the fakes and passing them off to friends for birthday gifts as the real deal. This only serves to devalue the items we have saved and paid for.

You can only buy the real Tiffany at Tiffany & Co stores and their official website www.tiffany.com

I’m not rolling in money and I can’t afford most of the things I’d like from Tiffany (that’s why we have wish lists). But I am happy in the knowledge that each of the few items I have now and will hopefully receive in the future were purchased legitimately, with integrity, for a special occasion.

To read more about the Customs seizure here’s an ABC story and one from PerthNow that has attracted quite a few comments.




I don’t think it’s any coincidence that the end of exams has seen an increase in hoon drivers on the road. Souped up utes, Skylines Commodores, all bearing P plates.

Pulling out of the bank car park on Wednesday, a youth hanging out of the window of his “attractive” burnt orange Commodore swore at me, for no apparent reason. It was a busy car park and I had waited several minutes to pull out of my bay in such a manner that someone else waiting could get in. So much for courtesy.

Driving on a 16-lane freeway in Los Angeles was hair-raising but I sometimes I honestly feel more unsafe on Perth roads where  the first sign of rain seems to be an open invitation to speed, tailgate and generally act and drive like a tool.

The other thing bugging me on Perth roads is uncovered and unsecured loads  – people driving along and just now caring what blows or falls off the back of their vehicle. So irresponsible.

Oh and last but not least the idiots who continue to throw cigarette butts out the window. I’d love someone to throw a butt right into their laps.

I Heart New York

What’s not to love about New York, the Big Apple, the City that Never Sleeps?

View of Manhattan from Staten Island Ferry

View of Manhattan from Staten Island Ferry

Is it possible to miss a city you’ve only recently been acquainted with? I think so. And I’m already saving to go back.

For reasons unknown I never had any real desire to visit New York and after September 11, assumed I’d never get there.

Then sometime in the last year or so (maybe after the Sex and the City movie?), I was determined I’d get there for my 40th, if not the actual event, then sometime that year.

Yet even as I started planning the trip in February, the itinerary consisted of Los Angeles, San Francisco and Las Vegas.

As fate would have it the original trip needed to be postponed and in re-booking the flights, it cost no extra to add New York – just an extra six hours of flying.

Statue of Liberty

Statue of Liberty

People thought we were mad flying from Perth to New York non-stop with two kids in tow (as non-stop as you can get flying via Sydney and Los Angeles) but we made it, all 30-odd hours, and felt it was better to get the worst flights out of the way first.

New York is one of those cities that like Paris, instantly leaves its mark. We had to catch a Yellow Cab from the airport, despite some dude in a mini van insisting we’d never fit in one and should go with him.

Other things we had to do – eat bagels, visit Tiffany, hang out in Central Park, get dazzled in Times Square.

Times Square

Times Square

We didn’t make it across the Brooklyn Bridge or get to a Broadway show but we had a great meal and picked up bargain souvenirs in Chinatown.

I ate cupcakes at Magnolia Bakery and Crumbs Bakeshop. One night I ate cupcakes for dinner.

Magnolia Cupcakes

World famous cupcakes from Magnolia Bakery

We shopped at the world’s biggest department store, Macy’s and two of the three biggest toy stores – Toys R Us and FAO Schwarz

In short, we fell in love with New York and were sad to leave after six days – even though we had two weeks in California to look forward to.

In coming posts I will report on my search for the perfect cupcake (a search that continues no matter what city I am in) and upload photos of the food and places that made an impression…

The holiday is over

Wow, was it really September that I wrote my last post? I guess so. Insert feelings of guilt here.

We have now been back from our US holiday for roughly the same length of time we were away which is a depressing thought.

The first week back was dominated by jetlag, disrupted sleep, unpacking and regret about all the things we meant to do but didn’t (Broadway show), meant to buy but didn’t ($30 silver ballet flats with bows…), meant to eat but didn’t (why didn’t I go to a supermarket to buy Buffalo Wings sauce!?).

Posted here, a favourite holiday snap.

View from Top of the Rock

View of Manhattan from Top of the Rock

Now the holiday is truly over (and the Hershey chocolate bag is empty) and I’m back into the swing of work and life, time to make time to finally post photos on Flickr, put hotel reviews on Trip Advisor and generally reminisce.