I’m of two minds. A close copy of a “classic” or “iconic” (I wish I could come up with a better word) piece of furniture or item of attire or wristwatch or whatever *is* a sort of theft. But then, the price of the “authentic” or “licensed” item is often such that people of modest means plainly can’t afford it. And it isn’t necessarily so that the Real McCoy is of higher quality (although it usually is). Sometimes it seems that what we’re being asked to pay for *is* the name. However, I suffer no ambivalence over outright misrepresentation. If it’s a copy, fine, say it’s a copy. A machine-made polypropylene rug is not an authentic Persian carpet. A shantung “straw” hat is not a genuine Panama, no matter what it is embossed on the sweatband. I have two pairs of fake Mart Stam cantilever chairs, a design that dates from 1926 and was the inspiration for more elegant (to my eye) designs from Ludwig Mies van der Rohe and Marcel Breuer. I paid $35 each at a thrift store for one pair and the other pair I got for $25 at a junktique mall, so $12.50 each. Yes, good deals, but they *are* fakes. Still, a much better value than the $725 each for the licensed product.