Typical day at the shop. I bring in a bag full of vintage clothes. Unload them piece by piece onto hangers. They all get a good steam bath, and then finished off with a price tag. Before I make my rounds unloading them onto the racks, I like to step back and observe them for a moment.
Then the panic washes over me. I feel nauseous and I am pretty sure I am sweating.. IM NOT READY FOR THIS!! I rip them all off of their hangers , fold them quickly and stuff em back into my bag as if a vintage clothing zombie was ready to break thru our windows!
For us vintage clothing sellers , we collect beautiful (and not so beautiful so we can appease all customers) clothes because we love them. Our heart flutters the moment our eyes lock on an amazing piece of clothing. Beautiful pieces of art, living history is in our hands..And , now we have to sell it?
Oh thats just mean.
Tie me down, and wave birthday cake over my face. Lock me in a room full of puppies and say I can't pet any of them, but don't make me sell this beautiful garment that I just grew so attached to.
I know, sooo dramatic!
This doesn't happen to often, because frankly I gotta make money. Im not lying when I say I have to talk myself thru it, and let go.
-The high of saving the rescued clothes at my house is not going to pay my bills.
-I can hold onto for one more week, and If I don't wear it , it HAS TO GO BACK!
-I will come across it again! Hello, Kerry! You thrift multiple times a week, and work in a vintage clothing store...You will find this again.
-This piece will go to someone awesome that will appreciate and love it .Until the devil chimes in , and says "no kerry, they are buying it for a ugly 70s party" or "say bye bye to your cherished 'sexy Joan Mad Men ' themed party dress, muhahahah"
Damn , devil.
Hey man, Im not crazy and I'm not alone! Amber just did a similar post on this too!
Were not sick in the head, we just love to much :))
These pictures are in no way represent the best of Equine Bovine. I have become a little pattern crazy . Especially for the '60s and '70s. And since spring time is emerging , so are all the fun, funkay, groovy patterns to torture me with.
I think I felt especially attached to these items because they are so cheery and vibrant. This weeks weather has been so lame, I think my eye balls and soul needed some warmth.
This top only saw the lights of day for about 3 minutes. It was soo cold today in the valley, I had to stay mega bundled.
Ugh, I deserve some ice cream after that.