I don’t own any basic clothes. No white v-necks, no plain black pumps. My daily aggravation in getting dressed could be made much easier if I didn’t have a skewed view on what to buy. I’m drawn to loud pieces and off-the-wall prints. These things rarely ‘go’ together.
Fueled by my aggravation (and maybe a bit of blind curiosity), I am now devising a plan to make dressing easier by buying 5 simple pieces of clothing.
1. The Black Mini Skirt
It’ll go with half of my blouses and can be layered easily!
2. The Black Blazer
I love the thought of wearing this over a maxi dress!
3. The Dark Skinny Jeans
I can’t believe I don’t own these. Who doesn’t own jeans?!
4. The White T-Shirt
Again, no idea why I don’t already own this.
5. The Black Pumps
These have a bit of detail, but it’s much less than the detail on any of my current black pumps!
Wish me luck. I’m going to need it!
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Fashion Week. The week every blogger has their say on who is amazing and who sucks. I’ve thought long and hard about whether I should bombard people with my opinion, and decided to devote one post to such things and keep it relatively short. Here you go!
Obviously, I’m not the only one loving these colors.
Photos courtesy of Women’s Wear Daily
Mixed with gray, khaki, pale pink, fuchsia, cobalt or black, I’ve been wearing these colors like crazy for the past few weeks and they’re ALL. OVER. THE. RUNWAY for fall.
I just got this lovely lipstick in Tulipe Noir that I’ve been wearing and scaring people with. It’s shockingly dark for the Walmart goers in rural Nashville. “Going to a party?” said the Walmart cashier at 2pm today. “Nope, just cleaning my garage” I reply. The look of confusion was priceless.
Oh, and ps and I hate this
The exposed zipper up the front of a plaid a-line? Can you please make something less 2005, Marc Jacobs? You always seem to be 5 years ago. Except with these, I guess. Those were cool.
This painting has always struck a haunting chord with me. As far back as 1974, my mother can remember my great aunt Joyce’s print hanging in her guest bedroom. I remember taking that print down while we moved her into an assisted living home some 30 years later. That print now resides in my studio/guest bedroom, hovering over a quilt that has been in my family since the late 1800’s (made by my great-great grandmother).
I saw the actual painting back in 2001 at the Andrew Wyeth exhibit at the Nelson Atkins Museum of Art. My favorite real-life sighting to date, for sure.
This painting reminds me of Christina’s World. Sadly, I have no idea who it’s by.
The painting was inspired by Wyeth’s neighbor, Christina, who was paralyzed from the waist down. He looked out his kitchen window to see Christina dragging herself across a field. How’s that for inspiration?
I was planning on posting about Lee Mcqueen today, as I’ve finally had time to come to my senses about what he meant to me. Sadly, I discovered something much more personally heart breaking. Someone I loved died last month. I found out today through a google search that produced an obituary.
She wasn’t just a hairdresser. She was my friend. We would talk endlessly about dreams and hopes and fears and love. Hair came second to that. I have no photographs of her, nothing substantial to hold onto expect my long blonde hair.
She was simply gorgeous. The body of a woman 30 years younger and an international model in the 80’s. Her exterior was tough but she was fragile and sweet. I am bombarding myself with questions as to why I didn’t reach out to her, as I knew she was lonely. I didn’t return her last phone call, I didn’t answer when she mistook my phone number for my mother’s. So many regrets with a woman I hardly knew outside of a hair salon.
For four years she told me I needed to be in a big city, doing big things. I now believe her. I never want to take for granted another single thing in the rest of my years.
Rest in peace, Adair. I am so glad I knew you, hugged you, and will remember you always.
In the many booths I’ve had at the many markets I’ve worked, there is always someone who comes along and treats me like shit because they want to pay a dollar per item. I’ve been called “out of my mind” for pricing a 40’s swimsuit at $140 and been practically spit on for wanting $50 for a 50’s prom dress.
I overheard this conversation while showing my vintage collection at the Art Crawl a few months ago. “Why is vintage clothing so expensive?” said the older woman, holding up a 40’s beaded top priced at $795. “Because they know how much we want it” said the younger woman. Both women then took turns holding up pieces so they could loudly make fun and denounce their price tags. I was outraged.
This blog post is dedicated to those two lovely ladies and their bad nineties haircuts.
I will break down how I price vintage clothing in a list, just for them.
1. I find the tag and decipher the age of the piece. If the brand is highly covetable (ie Christian Dior) and the age of the item is older than 40 years, I know it will be more expensive than an 80’s easy-to-find polyester dress.
2. I take the cut, style, fabric and condition of the item into consideration. Again, an 80’s polyester dress will be significantly cheaper than a 50’s silk shirtdress.
3. I decide if the item is easy-to-find. I shop everywhere for vintage, so if I come across similar items in every thrift store I go to, I don’t expect people to pay much for them because they could/would find it themselves! Most of the time I don’t even buy these ‘easy’ items, because I like to specialize in hard-to-find, special clothing.
4. I get online and research similar items. I then decide on a price that is cheaper than the internet price.
And there you have it!
x’s and o’s on this Valentines Day!