I have always been a huge animal person. I've volunteered, I've given money, I've adopted, I've loved. I haven't eaten beef, pork or poultry in 8 years. I do however, wear vintage fur.
I know, and I get it from people here and there- how can you be a vegetarian and wear fur? Well, really I don't call myself a vegetarian because I eat seafood. That's a label other people give me. And the thing is, I'd rather see something used than tossed in a landfill.
I don't want to see animals suffer as much as the next animal lover. But the garments that I wear- the animals have been gone for much longer than I have been alive. They are beautiful pieces of our (not so perfect) history and I'd rather use them than have them trashed. I hate waste as much as I hate animals suffering.
But if you have a fur and you do not want to wear it or want to throw it away, there is a great charity drive for them by the Humane Society. The organization uses them as bedding for wildlife rescues. And that is a great cause.
http://www.hsus.org/furfree/campaigns/
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Snopacalypse, round II
During our second blizzard of the week, I figured I'd be more productive than the one we had three days ago. Years ago, when I was in community college, I would spend my time between class and work at the local thrift stores buying up inventory for my store. Over the years I bought a lot and I sold a lot of the good stuff, as I realized the my dream may never come into fruition and I needed to money to buy more clothes and gin and tonics.
I had three big rubbermade containers up in my parent's attic I brought down today. I thought that it was going to be a lot of junk, as when I was younger I didn't have a clear vision of what I would like to sell in my store. Basically I bought a lot of 70s polyester shirts. And while there are cool ones out there, with really good patterns and colors, it's not what I want to base my product plan around.
Well I have to say, I am pretty happy with what the 19 year old me bought. Yeah, there was some polyester. But for the most part they were keepers, except for this hideous zip-up, red with blue and yellow confetti print dress. With a lace trimmed color. It would be good for a clown's wife costume, but that is about it. So if someone comes into the shop and asks for something that would be appropriate for a clown's wife, I will be out of a sale. But I am okay with that. It went in the donation bag.
I found a few great dresses in my boxes. One awesome black cocktail dress from the
60s, with a great ruffle neckline that continues down the chest slightly and the best part... pockets. I love a dress with pockets. (Side note- I did try on this dress in hopes that it fit me but my hips are little too big and I'm a little too tall. Two things that probably aren't going to change.) There were other great things- swimsuits, lots of tops, a few sweaters, even some men's stuff. I really would like to have a solid men's sections in the shop, so I was pleased with what I had picked up.
I took this opportunity today to consolidate some vintage goodies while I was at it. I had a lot laying around my room, the spare room, the basement (even my boyfriend's apartment, but that's stuff I will have to gather another day- he will be happy to get it out of his way). As I was taking a basketful of clothes out of the basement, I had a little tumble that sent everything flying, including this gorgeous white fur muff. Luckily I, along with the muff, survived. My doting pit bull, Sugar, heard me fall and came to my rescue with kisses. And that is why they were known as the nanny dog for so long in Britain. But that's a whole different blog.
I had three big rubbermade containers up in my parent's attic I brought down today. I thought that it was going to be a lot of junk, as when I was younger I didn't have a clear vision of what I would like to sell in my store. Basically I bought a lot of 70s polyester shirts. And while there are cool ones out there, with really good patterns and colors, it's not what I want to base my product plan around.
Well I have to say, I am pretty happy with what the 19 year old me bought. Yeah, there was some polyester. But for the most part they were keepers, except for this hideous zip-up, red with blue and yellow confetti print dress. With a lace trimmed color. It would be good for a clown's wife costume, but that is about it. So if someone comes into the shop and asks for something that would be appropriate for a clown's wife, I will be out of a sale. But I am okay with that. It went in the donation bag.
I found a few great dresses in my boxes. One awesome black cocktail dress from the
60s, with a great ruffle neckline that continues down the chest slightly and the best part... pockets. I love a dress with pockets. (Side note- I did try on this dress in hopes that it fit me but my hips are little too big and I'm a little too tall. Two things that probably aren't going to change.) There were other great things- swimsuits, lots of tops, a few sweaters, even some men's stuff. I really would like to have a solid men's sections in the shop, so I was pleased with what I had picked up.
I took this opportunity today to consolidate some vintage goodies while I was at it. I had a lot laying around my room, the spare room, the basement (even my boyfriend's apartment, but that's stuff I will have to gather another day- he will be happy to get it out of his way). As I was taking a basketful of clothes out of the basement, I had a little tumble that sent everything flying, including this gorgeous white fur muff. Luckily I, along with the muff, survived. My doting pit bull, Sugar, heard me fall and came to my rescue with kisses. And that is why they were known as the nanny dog for so long in Britain. But that's a whole different blog.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
One
So I decided the other day it would be nice to account for my new adventure (the start up of my store) with a blog. It still remains to be seen if the will happen- we are putting an offer in on a storefront property hopefully this week. Of course my biggest fear is that someone will come in and put an offer in first, or a better one. I am trying to not get my hopes up, just in case, but I do have things planned out in my head. Down to the grand opening cocktail party. While if we do not get this property, it does not mean I am giving up on my dream, but I will be back square one. Actually I think I will be at negative square one. I think I am at square one right now.
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