Vintage Hat Friday! Reuse and Recycling in the Modern Workplace!
And I don't know about you but I wore waaaaaaaaay too many suits and dresses for work this week. So when Vintage Hat Friday rolled around...
Ah, those were the days your makeup (lips, eyes AND nails) consisted of one hue: BLACK.
Here are the reused, recycled items I am wearing:
- The hat originally said, "American by birth, southern by the grace of God." I found it when I was sailing in the Chesapeake Bay years ago, reached down as I was hiking out on the trapeze, and scooped it out of the water. The original owner had taken a black marker and blacked out the "American by birth" part, which cracked me up endlessly. This hat then left the rural Virginia waters to live in the East Village of New York, then the staid 8ieme of Paris, before returning to its roots.
- I purchased the leather jacket from a dear, starving-artist friend (who's no longer starving :) ) when he couldn't pay rent. This jacket has quite a story. The original owner was my friend's roommate, but it turns out that he was a bank robber (for real!)- so it ended up with my friend, who then took it to New Orleans, where apparently a band of naked voodoo dancers danced on it before he sold it to me. Maybe this leather jacket brings certain vibes with it, I don't know, it certainly has seemed to take a shine to me and has settled down quite nicely!
- The shirt, a customized-with-dull-scissors-cutting-out-the-collar Harley Davidson tee, has *not* been recycled, but is certainly vintage... er, at this point. See that picture of me shooting in the post below? I think I'm wearing it there, 'cept it's new!
- Ah, the shoes. In the East Village it was quite popular to have your Converse customized-- PUNK ROCK PLATFORMS! Woo. Yes, one would then teeter from biker bar to biker bar in these thangs... not that I *ever* spent an evening doing that!
- The necklace? My great-grandmother's. I used to run around in her velvet flapper dresses and beads paired with combat boots... still saving the dresses for my daughter...
- And the watch. You may have read *that* tale... again, recycled, reused!
My theme this week was vague – but as I buttoned my high necked ruffled shirt all the way to it’s top button the thoughts “Victorian” and “equestrian” were floating somewhere in the forefront of my muddled thoughts. Somewhat more prominent was my desire not to wear anything resembling what we’ve already worn, so I dismissed offhand anything pink, all black (there goes half my wardrobe, lol!) or 70’s. But I have to say that I think Copeland has achieved that goal far more decisively than I this week!
My clothes were entirely thrift store bought and mostly vintage – boots, vest, skirt, and shirt were all Goodwill.
I suspect that the shirt in particular is relieved to finally be worn with the dignity to which it was probably accustom. I bought it initially because I needed a shirt for a pirate costume, and I must admit that it has been worn to many a Halloween party over the years, partially unbuttoned and peeking out over a corset. As I exclaimed to Copeland while telling her how I ended up with this shirt – “Yay Swashbuckling!”
The hat was purchased at my first ever Halcyon rummage sale some years ago. I have to admit I’m tickled at having my first chance to wear it out. I love its shape, and the precise way the netting moulds itself to the curve of the hat.
P.s. SEND US YOUR WORKPLACE PICS!!!! VINTAGE HAT FRIDAY FOR EVERYONE!!!!!
Here is our first submission, from Tony, a realtor, channeling all his inner cowboy with his vintage hat:
Now this one tallllllll, coooooool, drink o' water!
Ok, Jane, the blonde below, wanted to add herself to the competition, so here ya go:
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