...or are they. They're almost identical.
I don't know whether she invented them but this style of boot was virtually patented by Isabel Marant. It's perfect in so many ways: practical? Check. A slight heel for height/sass? Check. A cool style you don't find everywhere (yet the comfort of conformity: almost every girl in Paris wears a pair). Check.
But at around 320 Euros for the designer boots, are all Parisiennes wearing real Marants? I think not. After dithering for (truly) years I finally bought the 'not-Marant' pair because I'm not so sure I want to spend 320 Euros to look like every other girl in Paris. Even buying the H by Hudson quasi-Marant pair made me feel like I was joining a cult: that at some deep level I had given up my individuality.
Problem is, however good they look, I'll still know they're not the real thing. Does that mean I'll end up enjoying my boots more (the smugness of getting the look at a fraction of the price) or less (I haven't truly committed to the style via the financial sacrifice). Or am I just getting my knickers - or bottines - in a twist?
Is the real thing always the most convincing? Ask Henry.