Restricting the bask to directly under the heat lamp.My closet is bursting. Warm weather garb should take up less space, right? Somehow I can’t find anything. Which means it’s time to purge a little bit. I’ll start with the tops.
Now fitzfabulous.etsy.com is all crowded, and I can see what I have and wear.
While waiting for calls, I’m cleaning house of all kinds of things I’ll never wear or alter, and getting them up on Etsy.
Here’s hoping they go.
Filed under: Get it, Love it | Tags: antique, kegerator, Life on Hoyne, trunk, wardrobe
At least while unemployed and looking for work, I will get done some little stuff I couldn’t manage while on the job full time. Like post to the Craigslist the stuff that has been cluttering my apartment for a few years.
A mini fridge I bought from sears.com for the Mister’s birthday to make a kegerator. Turns out the stainless upgrade they gave me didn’t quite hold a pony keg. Has sat in living room ever since, unplugged with the protective film intact.
And a steamer trunk I’ve had since 2004 and used as a coffee table. Giant thing’s an antique, made in Racine, Wisc., by the Whealy luggage company. While looking it up online, I found this patent information for its “Wardrola” technology. It’s super cool – stands up on one end, and the front swings open. Wooden hangers and a box fit inside, and the locks are pretty elaborate. Love it — but ran out of room since I expanded the home office from a desk for paying bills to a room with my files, ideas and a comfortable place to write.
Must update my Etsy store too with the thrifting I did right before the bomb dropped.
Might be time to have a lay-off sale!
Filed under: Get it, Thrifted it | Tags: bolero, Chicago, etsy, fitzfabulous@etsy, Mister, Salvy, shoes, suburbs
As I write these words I know they’re wrong. I know it’s wrong to deal with emotional turmoil using a shopping cart. I’m also having quite a time at my job, and am tired to singing the same song to my Crafty Mister, who, to his credit, doesn’t tire of hearing it.
My office is in a terrible part of the Chicago area, in a built up McMansioned, retail hell containing fake-blue-water fountains, “upscale” chain stores and restaurants, and flocks of entitled drivers of ridiculous, expensive vehicles. Also, it’s 22 miles from my home and though we changed offices this year, the Powers did not even consider proximity to public trans for the 5 of us (out of 9) who live in the city, close to said public trans. Grrrrr.
The only upside to working in awful materialistic suburbs is the thrifting (grocery shopping is convenient, too) . A-holes who live at malls shed a lot of clothing, and leave all kinds of quality merch at 2 particular Salvy stores – one on the way home, one that requires a little more of a trip. And since my taste differs from the Mexican ladies who shop the one, and the Polish and Palestinian ladies at the other, I usually hit the jackpot.
Last week while passing each store, I stopped in.
Bunch of these goodies will go to Etsy. Bunches of the purple sort will stay in my closet where they await me.
I used to skeeve thrifted shoes because they’re harder to clean than your standard hot-water-washable blouse. But now that most shoes are made so cheaply from “man-made materials,” I prefer the older leather ones. Can’t always drop $90 on a single quality pair, especially a pair meant for fun, and I don’t want to drop that on shoes that only go to the hated office.
Ashamed to say I feel better.
Filed under: Do it, Get it, Made it, Read it, Thrifted it | Tags: creative, Philadelphia, trashion, wardrobe refashion
Disgusting. I’m so sick of all this cashing in on what should be simplification.
The Phila Inquirer had a bit about the local design school’s trashion show — clothes from shower curtains and magazine pages — the same weekend the silly NYT ran some ridiculous magazine blurb about eco fashion. Now I’m getting better about considering the total cost of food and clothing nowadays, but that doesn’t mean unbleached “green” cotton should cost thousands of dollars. How insulting!
Anybody besides me sick to death of the commercialization and mass marketing of projects like this one we’re all in?
On that note, tomorrow, I renew a pledge:
“I still pledge that I shall refashion, renovate, recycle preloved items for myself for 6 more months. I pledge that I shall create and craft items of clothing for myself with my own hands in fabric, yarn or other medium.”
I first pledged the Wardrobe Refashion mantra Aug. 1, 2007, hoping to get through the Christmas season without buying new crap. Now it’s just a way of life that’s so second nature. I spend a lot of time thinking about crafting, and really, I should be using more of that time to exercise. But I love looking like noone else around, I love that I spend time making my clothes fit my body not the other way around and I love thumbing my nose at mass produced crap.
I also love seeing the creative potential in everything around me.
Life is good.
