Ok. Sorry for the lack of posts, I have been busy getting a job (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and not really anything else. My employers read my blog (the horrors of working for a media company) so I won't say much else. But yeah. Today on the way to choir I dropped in to Recycle Boutique and saw a glimpse of fabric sticking out of the 'vintage dresses' rail that made my heart stop a little bit. When I pulled the dress out, I was so thrilled. We were reunited, and it felt so good.
When I was 15ish and much, much smaller than I am today, I got an adorable 1950s children's dress from Two Squirrels Vintage. When I was 16 I was in a band, and I wore this dress when we played at an art gallery's Christmas auction. Thanks to documenting my entire teenage years in depth on Livejournal, I have photos from this very day of me in said dress.
Wearing a 1950s beaded cashmere cardigan that I opshopped the day this photo was taken for $4.
With my then-bandmates Steven and Bryn. But then I got old, and got fat, and grew out of the dress. I sold it on Trademe and I seem to remember it going for a pittance, and me being really disappointed. I regretted it almost immediately, and have had occasional pangs of regret ever since for letting it go.
But today it came back to me, in a different city, after 3 or 4 years of being apart. It definitely does not fit me anymore but that is entirely beside the point, and I am so happy to be reunited with it. I'm trying to decide what to do with it- I could chop off the top (and its lovely collar) and turn it into a skirt, or I could chop off some of the bottom and turn it into inserts to put in the sides to make it fit my boobs so I can wear it as a babydoll mini-dress, or I could just leave it the way it is, hang it on my wall and keep it for my future children. What do you guys reckon?
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ReplyDeleteIt's the incredible journey. But with fabric instead of animals.
ReplyDeleteThat's really cool that you two are reunited. I had a pair of jeans I accidentally donated. I was devastated, but then almost a year later, I found them in a thrift store. I know it's the same pair because I was wearing them when I got a tattoo. A droplet of ink fell and forever left a distinct stain on the waistband. =)
ReplyDeleteHaha, my boyfriend has a similar story! He got a mustard cardigan from an opshop, got sick of it then donated it years ago, then we found it again at another opshop a few months later for an extortionate price. He didn't buy it back though.
DeleteOh my god Georgia.
ReplyDeleteThe times we had.
What am I wearing?
are those flapped glasses?!
THE TIMES WE HAD. I think your glasses were Bryn's and I am wearing the necklace you made from the cow's tooth.
DeleteYou know what I miss? Your ponytail. Also: Playskool.
I lolled at Sven's terrified/bemused expression. Also, re: fashion, WHAT happened to that tshirt???
DeleteThat is an incredible story about your dress. I think personally you should tailor it so you can WEAR it again, it's lovely to look at but it'd kill me if I couldn't wear it myself. And my, how your hair has changed since that first picture haha.
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I know, every time I look at it it hurts me that I can't wear it! I am so torn about what to do with it. I remember back then thinking that I'd never have lovely long hair and now it's toooo long.
Deletei think you should sell it to me so I CAN WEAR IT BECAUSE ITS FREAKING AMAZING!!!!!
ReplyDeletebut seriously, its so damn good and WHAT AN AWESOME STORY!!! did you get your jumper?
awwww that is the sweetest story! i can't believe you found it again! if i were you i'd hold on to it for a while and then maybe decide if you want to turn it into a skirt, lest you decide to sell it again when cleaning out your wardrobe in the future? but for now i would bask in the glory of having it back and leave it on the wall! :)
ReplyDeleteI think I will definitely leave it hanging up and looking pretty for a while until I can make up my mind. Buying it back was probably a recipe for disaster with my indecisiveness.
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