Aaaand we're back, images and all! Thanks for not all fleeing at the sight of the red Xs. And now, for a real post.
Don't get me wrong, I'm all for making new things from old and thrifting old outfits. The idea of wearing a jacket or a dress that is really from the 50s or 60s is a really cool one. My 93 year old Granny gave my sister her awesome fitted red leather jacket that she's had for about 40 years, and that's just beyond amazing (yes, I'm jealous, but I've come to the conclusion that leather jackets just don't suit me, and also it fits my sister way better than me). It's also pretty amazing that my Granny was still stepping out in a red leather jacket when she was 90. So yes, I'm all for buying vintage. In theory.
However, it's become a "trend". And because it's a trend, it's become perfectly okay to slap the 'vintage' tag on something over 20 years old and charge through the roof for it. See, I went to a vintage fair recently, and I was kind of excited about finding some interesting and unique items. And while there was nothing there that I fell in love with, there were some nice bits. At ridiculous prices. For instance, a sequin jumper? THREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY POUNDS. And it was hideous.
I know that vintage is, ethically, a great way to buy. Like I said, I'm all for it. I have a vintage leather satchel that I love so much I kind of want to cuddle it - and the fact that it was a total steal makes me love it even more. See? Isn't it just delicious?
And, okay, I'll admit it. I get a kick out of exclaiming 'It's vintage!' when someone admires it. (Actually, I make a point of saying it in a poncy, OTT, posh voice. Obviously.) And I won't stop looking on ebay and etsy for reasonably priced vintage treasures. But charging through the roof for something that the high street are doing pretty great copies of is just going to send me running back to Primark*.
Okay. Rant over. :)
Thank god, then, for events like the Affordable Vintage Fashion Fair. I foresee a trip to the Oxford or Cambridge events in my future.
* Coming soon: a post on why I keep trying and failing to give up Primark. I got a (LOVELY) dress in there today for A POUND. My lunch cost more than that!!