Yeah, too much designerism going on. I don't understand why kids feel that they are entitled to so much.
When I was a kid and a teen, I would sometimes say that I liked a certain clothing item. Usually I didn't get it. After my parents divorced, my mom couldn't afford many clothes for us, so I never pressed the issue. Once she made me a poncho because I liked the one Hayley Mills wore in a movie. (With the scraps, she made a matching one for my Barbie.) That meant a lot to me.
I guess kids nowadays would scoff at that. Sigh....
My dad's philosophy about clothing was, if you were covered and not raggedy, that was good enough. Fashion was a non-issue. Clothes were for function only (he was an electrical engineer, after all). The one thing he made sure about was that my brother and I always had good shoes. He grew up on an Indiana farm during the Depression, and was literally one of those kids who went to a one-room school house wearing overalls and either no shoes, or shoes that didn't fit. He hated that experience and didn't want that for us.
When I was really young, a lot of my play clothes were boy's clothes so they could be passed down to my younger brother. (Passing down dresses wouldn't cut it.)