Or so a family member informed me today.
They asked where I got the dress I was wearing, and I said a friend had given it to me because they no longer wanted it. Apparently it's quite expensive. I had absolutely no idea - I'm not really into fashion, though I have since Googled it (naturally).
I'm fairly environmentally minded (and partial to a bargain), so I buy a lot second-hand anyway. I tend to care more about decent fabric and good stitching than whatever label happens to be sewn in. My friends know this, so before they get rid of things they often ask if I'd like them.
It's not just clothes either. Over the years I've ended up with a lovely coffee machine, a stand mixer that didn't suit someone's new kitchen, a city bike from an abandoned New Year's resolution, a laptop, plenty of books, bags and bits of furniture. If it's useful and would otherwise sit unused, I'm very happy to give it a good home, then pass it on when I'm finished with it.
According to my family member, this firmly makes me the poor friend, and I ought to be at least slightly embarrassed. 😄
Do they have a point though? I give friends things too - it's just more "would anyone like some spare tomato plants?" than "here, have this designer coat, I can't be bothered with Vinted."
For context, said family member is very comfortably off (large house, private schools, new cars every few years), so we don't exactly see eye to eye on money. We get on well though, so this was very much said in jest.
AIBU not to be remotely embarrassed about happily accepting friends' unwanted things?