Sorry, Rihanna. It's time for me to break it off. As much as I hate to do this, I need to act on my heart and less on having too much love on the brain. I am not over Rihanna herself, but I am done with Fenty x Puma. As much as I want to continue buying it, I need to put away my wallet for good.

Recently, the Fenty x Puma spring collection dropped their headline-hitting bow sandals, sneakers and chunky Timberland-esque booties. In hues of marshmallow, olive green and pink, the shoe collection looked too heavenly to resist. Even the newest drops of the infamous creepers were too good to miss out on. Even your neighbour's eBay store was rife with stack after stack of the bow and fur slides, which were bound to be 'grammed. Phresh off the runway, indeed. As someone who grew up seeing Bad Gal morph into the style icon she is today, I wanted to cop the look. Truth be told, I even drank the Fenty Kool Aid by snapping up three pairs of creepers, a du rag, sweatpants amd cropped lace-up hoodie. My eyes hungered for the platform boots that RiRi herself wore while being papped out in public.

Not only did I fall for the hype, the love for Fenty x Puma was shown by being on the backs and feet of the Hadid sisters, Kylie Jenner, Sofia Richie, Stella Maxwell, and the Weeknd. Thanks to its celebrity approval, I thought that every single piece was an investment just like having a forest green and navy crinkled plaid shirt from Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen's clothing line, Elizabeth and James. No matter how many likes I got from wearing and tagging #FentyxPUMA, the reality of owning a piece from a celebrity clothing line was a nightmare dressed in a daydream.

Speaking of the clothes, they were comfortable, but it became uncomfortable very quickly. When I owned the sweatpants, it pilled after 3 washes. The rough little ball of fiber against the smoothness of the cotton felt like touching an old, dusty sweater. The laces from the hoodie unraveled after one wash, leaving the garment to feel completely unwearable without it. Sadly, I had to let them go. The disillusion didn't stop there.

In terms of footwear, the quality was better; however, there wasn't much difference when it came to performance. When I tried on the booties at a department store in Milan, I was hoping that it would leave me looking long and lean like the 'Work' songstress. Instead, it dwarfed me like a Hobbit. Not only did I look shorter, I realized that the majority of shoe styles apart from the slides and sneakers were only made for taller people. Plus, those boots were uncomfortable - it felt like wearing hard rocks on your feet!

Despite those shortcomings, it is not Rihanna's nor the company's fault. Instead, it is our desire for demand that causes the garments to perform poorer than expected. Before we add anything to the cart, let's reflect and re-evaluate our relationship to clothing.