“Where do you get all this stuff?”
I get asked some variation of this question many times every day. At this point in the life of my shop, the answer is simple. I buy from the people who originally owned and wore these pieces.
It goes something like this: I receive a call or a visit. Sometimes it’s from an elderly person, but more often it’s the granddaughter or the neighbor or the niece. The older person, hailing from an era when people cared for and kept their possessions, has far too many things.
I purchase their embroidered gloves and church veils and handbags and I also hear their stories. That’s how I came to not only acquire the peep-toe wedge heel shoes with matching bag but also learn that their owner wore them on her honeymoon in Havana in 1948, where she danced all night. When I can, I pass the story on to the new owner.
This is part of what makes shopping for and wearing vintage a richer and more satisfying experience than, say, ordering a tee shirt on line from a big box retailer. Sure, we all need to buy brand new clothes sometimes. But those pieces are commodities to be worn until we tire of them, often after only one season. Vintage pieces have history, provenance and a backstory.
I’m going to share some of the stories I hear, right on these pages as a part of my shop blog.