I am a bona-fide, vintage-loving clothesmonger and shoe fiend. I’m not sure how it happened, exactly, but dollars to donuts says it’s as much defined by my love of a great deal as by my love of my grandparents. In edging ever closer to actual adulthood, though, my bargain-loving ways have taken the passenger seat to some longer standing and, dare I say it, practical characteristics: quality and utility. Because while I love looking at bias cut, floor length evening gowns and strappy patent leather monster-platform heels, I don’t have the requisite rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle to get a lot of wear out of such things. Even if your vintage gaze falls a little lower on the Crazy Meter, there’s a distinct flavor that your wardrobe assumes if you’ve got your cat eye glasses predisposed to looking in the past. There’s a lot of variation to account for what “vintage” is: it can mean a little or a lot, 20 years ago or 100 years ago, chunky bracelets and an occasional purse or head-to-toe non-stop rehashed vintage glory.
This is all well and good, you may be commenting to yourself, but how does this affect my fashion-conscious persona and/or lifestyle? Well goody gumdrops, I’m glad you asked. Because I really believe that a distinct understanding of the past can catapult you onto a higher plateau in the present. When knowledge comes full circle and blossoms into understanding, it morphs into a fluid, transferable and deliciously variegated strength. Fashion especially is susceptible to this layering, where the whole of your fashionable appearance can benefit from that which you claim only superficial knowledge of: old picture books and magazines, movies from the 1940s, even trite and boring old illustrated history textbooks. Maybe it just means that when you wear those peep-toed FarylRobin “Fenway” pumps, you can glide down the street knowing that Ava Gardner probably wore a pair almost identical to them; and who wouldn’t want to channel a bit of Ava Gardner every now and then? It’s like evolution to bring you the most fantastic looking shoes possible, I mean, *drool.*

For me, the best thing about vintage is its flexibility. What is vintage? It’s whatever you want it to be. Wide-brimmed straw hats and clompy cork wedges with palazzo pants; wearing your great-grandmother’s wedding gown; knee-length dresses with full circle skirts that fit at your natural waist instead of whatever the mags are telling you is more flattering this season. For me, it’s about achieving a well-designed and personal style—and this year’s list of what’s hot isn’t a rich enough palette for me to choose from.
I’m always on the lookout for backwards glances, in shoes and dresses especially, from the roaring and liberating 1920s through the make do and mend 1940s on up to the funkalicious art deco revitalization in the 1970s. Thrift and antique havens, consignment shops, fabric stores both chain and indy, Fall 2008 runway shows, Target, the mall—I look at it all. Whatever will I find next?! Stay tuned and I’ll keep you posted.