Charity shops, god love 'em. Despite their boutiquifying, the wooden coat hangers, subtle lighting & laminate flooring most of the time they still haven't got a clue.
This morning the vintage section offered a choice of frocks from Primark & George at Asda along with a couple of polyester Marks & Spencer blouses from the '90s whilst this fab 1970s wrap-over cotton maxi languished on the household rail for a quarter of the price. (An apron?!)
I could tell you how to spot true vintage amongst last year's high street cast-offs but there's a wealth of information already out there, so I won't. In fact, I'd go as far as to say stop worrying about whether its vintage or not (if you want something authentic visit a vintage fair and track down a reputable seller - like me!), instead buy what makes your heart race and your palms go sweaty and sod how old it is.
Concentrate on the quality of an item rather than the label inside (who sees it anyway?). Run your hand across the row of coat hangers and pull out those which feel the nicest. Don't rifle through the rails like a (wo)man demented, take your time, step back and look carefully, picking out the colours and prints that excite you. I can almost guarantee that the things you choose will either be vintage or high end.
Forget any notion of age appropriateness, what's in (or out) of fashion, whether it suits your lifestyle or if it matches stuff you already own. If you love it and you can afford it - buy it.
Own clothes which make you smile every time you throw open the wardrobe doors.
Trust your judgement. If you love it you'll wear it & feel happy and confident. Free yourself from from the tyranny of fashion. Pack your wardrobe away at the end of the season and be equally excited when you unpack it the following year, never feeling inadequate or outdated.
|Bambi House batik maxi (£2.49, BHF), Rajasthani mirrored silk tribal top (Approx. 50p from an roadside stall in India), Over sized hand painted leather clutch bag (£10, vintage fair), Lamani gypsy coin pendant (Approx. £6, Goan street market)|
Hope that wasn't a pile of patronising twaddle. Feel free to ignore my advice and just admire my Barry M blue hued nails instead, done on a whim when I couldn't decide which shade I wanted.
I'm spending tonight shouting at the telly, starting with the incredibly annoying This Old Thing and then on to the Holland Vs Argentina game (I can't imagine it will be half as thrilling as last night's match). I'm sure a rum or three will calm my frayed nerves
See you soon!