Meaningful. Unlikely. Qualities lost on our Instagram-obsessed culture (and I’m totally guilty, for the record) – where the same ten Réalisation or Reformation pieces are on constant repeat literally all over the world. The ubiquity of these few pieces, however lovely they are, is underwhelming and uninspiring. I’ve been thirsty as hell for more personal, one-of-a-kind looks.
Lately, I’ve found a lot of sport in shopping thrift and vintage. I enjoy the monotony of combing through clothing racks for a single piece I can give a second life. A piece that likely no one else will have. As the nineties squarely enter the “vintage” cycle, I’ve found thrift success more easily. Chunky, high-vamp pumps just like the au courant Maryam Nassir Zadeh shoes are as easy to find as they are to walk in.
Take for instance, these white and black pumps I’ve found at our local Thrift Giant. At $3 a piece, they were hardly a risk, and they match perfectly with jeans and dresses.
Our fashion cycles are toxic on many levels: at worst wasteful, pollutant, and downright destructive; at best they encourage our most wasteful and spendthrift habits – enforcing a false need to have something new and trendy every couple of weeks. After all, how often do we go even a month without buying one thing?
I wear my shoes hard, so spending a lot of money on them is difficult to justify.