I am a girl who has spent much of my life in a plaid shirt and blue jeans. While I love beautiful things, I never took the time to venture very far into the fashion world. In fact I could be downright disdainful about what I saw as the superficial nature of the fashion industry. Over the years I’ve come to better appreciate the artistry in a piece of well designed and constructed clothing, but I still would never spend gads of money on it. Almost everything I own that is of enduring quality I have either hand-made or purchased second-hand.
But for some strange reason, I seem to have become somewhat of a fashionista at work. Some co-workers will start up conversations with me about designer bags or shoes, or they’ll stop me in the hall to ask me about what I happen to be wearing that day. And…people are starting to give me things out of the blue!
For instance, a co-worker recently came to me with a dress and jacket that her grandmother had purchased 40 plus years ago. This sage-green creation is stunning, with exquisite craftsmanship. It is made of silk and has all hand beading down the front of the dress. The photos I am posting here just don’t do it justice. And it fits me like a glove. My co-worker said when she rescued the dress from her gramma’s things (I guess it was headed for the dump) she thought of me and knew it would look good with my red hair and pale skin.
I will wait until I can travel down south to have it cleaned, as the local dry cleaners said they wouldn’t clean it for fear the beads would fall off. I can’t wait to find an occasion to wear it! When I am done with it I will give it back to my co-worker, since she has a two year old daughter whom I suspect will one day appreciate owning something that was worn by her great-gramma.
The second rather astonishing thing to happen to me took place yesterday. My husband teaches English as a Second Language to adults. One of his students used to sell women’s costume jewelry in Europe. Even though this student has never met me, he sent home to me through Joe not one but eleven sets of jewelry! I am flabbergasted by his generosity. I would like to share some of the pieces with my friends but I don’t want him to think I don’t like them, so I’ll need to tread carefully. Isn’t life amazing?!