For years, I’ve noticed an odd effect of shopping secondhand. The upshot of the effect may be that I have become a reverse snob.
I don’t find this discovery surprising in the least. I’ve long known, and even acknowledged, that I can be an incredible snob in many areas of life. Anything about which I’m enthusiastic enough to champion can become a point of snobbery for me. Since I’m very enthusiastic about shopping secondhand, it follows that I get snobby about it.
The reverse snobbery comes down to brand names.