It has recently come to my attention that vintage shopping is probably one of my all time favourite recreational hobbies. Yes, hobby. It sure as hell is not a pastime- although I can understand why one would label it as such [past.. vintage.. would make sense?] but no, oh no- I could never belittle it in such a fashion- no, it is so much more than just randomly walking into a store that smells faintly of musk and classic pieces of pre-loved clothing wreaking of faded memories, picking up an item that seems “cool” paying a meagre measly amount, and then walking out thinking you have just picked up a “bargain”, continuing on with your day-to-day activities and never looking back. And this is not a recent revelation due to the fact that I am now the new addition to the BSB Blogging family [Hi, I’m Feda, yes it is a weird name, no it is not pronounced to sound like the cheese and no it is not short for anything].
No my darlings, vintage is so much more than that. So much more.
Vintage is an art. Vintage shopping, an art form. It requires appreciation, love, and most importantly, an imagination. I can see why you may think for a moment I have lost the plot [one may argue that I may never had had “the plot” to begin with, but that’s another story altogether]. No, without understanding and appreciating the journey, one can never enjoy the destination. This is part of the art form. Each item, whether it be an 80’s Prada tote, a Gucci bamboo-handle handbag [circa late 40s] or a pair of Chanel ballerina slippers, each piece has a story, had an adventure, a journey, and capturing a glimpse of that voyage connects you to the item. You imagine who owned it before you.
Who loved it before I loved it?
Who wore it before it adorned my skin, my arm?
I wonder what it did for that woman who owned it first- what did it mean to her?
You get lost in the story, in the item.
It has been quite an ardent task scouting great vintage boutiques in Sydney [did I mention I reside in Sydney, Australia?] and perhaps fellow readers may join my sentiments when I say that BSB really does a great job online. Classic pieces coupled with one off designs collected from lord-knows-where homes, the unique "one piece only available" status- another important vintage factor- truly make BSB a fantastic experience. The excitement of placing the order.. The anticipation while waiting for it to arrive in my mailbox.. The feeling I get when I finally receive it, open up the brown package and immediately try my item on. My imagination runs wild conjuring up a story for my item every single time...
Ahhh.. The possibilities!
Oh m g. How can time fly like this? I must be off- research for my readers, you see, in Sydney, SPRING SEASON is about to grace our shores and oh, what an exciting time of the year!! I will bring you all the sneak peeks at what will be Oh So Hot and what will definitely need to be put at the back of the closet- be warned ladies, your hearts may be racing...
Until next time, remember, appreciation is the first step...