My friend Samantha and I did a day of nothing yesterday though, taking the puppies to the park, finding the play me I'm yours pianos, and eating taco bell at east fork lake. Sam graciously played photographer for me, even though she should defiantly be the model.
My Middle name is Grace
Bathing Suit - Old Navy
Paperbag skirt - GAP
Grandpa Cardigan - Urban Outfitters
Hat - Target
Hey look, it's samantha!
Anyone for an Indian Summer?
-Paige
PS; etsy update.
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I'm getting a wardrobe consultation with jodi arnold sometime this month. Count me in as excited! This lady has some great taste. Check out some of her line!
She's doing a collection for the limited that is amazing! I'm really interested in ideas she's going to have for me. I think it's going to be an awesome experience.
Also If you live in the cincinatti area the limited is having a party!
Go here to RSVP by August 17th! I can't wait to see everyone there!
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Look at the great job these ladies did on reworking/fixing these pieces! The first two bloggers to respond to my Make do and Mend Blogger Challenge! Jessy (right) and Sonia (Left) have some great blog posts on how they did it too, so if you need some inspiration for some DIY projects just check them out!
I'm going to be accepting admissions for this challenge all throughout the year. So If youre feeling inspired, go for it and then let me know here, midwestdarling (a) gmail (dot) com .
Sorry about the lack of posting this week, I've been working like crazy and my mother is in town. Now resuming normal scheduling! Also expect an etsy post and giveaway later this week!
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Anyway on to the sale/fundraiser/mad grab.
The warehouse was less a warehouse and more a musty basement, which almost added to my excitement. I was a little scared though, because must=mold=the destruction of vintage fabrics over time. But it didn't fair too bad, at least it was cold in the basement. I got there at 9:40, a little before ten when it was supposed to start, and it was already being cleared out of the obvious good pieces. Being that it was a costume department sale, I didn't expect it to be in any of a great condition. Stage costumes only have to look good from far away. For the most part I was right, stains tears, you name it, was happening. But at the same time I found stuff that seemed untouched by time, and lucky enough not to be put on a wire hanger. I now understand Mommy dearest.
For real though, there were some great dresses that had shoulders that were rusted or corroded out. If I had more time less procrastination I'm sure a DIY sleeveless hack could happen, but I just wasn't feeling it. It felt a little like a sample sale, but minus the bitch, people were still grabbing stuff, but saying sorry afterwards. I was going through racks at kind of a distance, not wanting to bump into anyone, and would swoop up and grab a color or texture that popped out at me. So I whittled away at my stack until I found about five or six dresses I liked.
Check out this derby dress, so cute, going to the etsy.
This is one of my favorites, and oh if it was only my size. I'm selling it to a friend, but studying the pattern first. The two dresses I'm keeping are the gold floral wiggle dress and the polka dot one. Expect to see the others on etsy!
-Paige
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Top - Gap
Skirt - U-swap
Shoes - old navy
necklace - thrift
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Top - Urban Five dollar sale
Belt - H&M
Shoes - Target
Dress - u-swap
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*Credit to Kasmira
*Credit to Kasmira
I wish I would have taken a little longer on my whole getting ready for it. But I was miserable and convinced myself that eyeliner would totally confuse/distract everyone away from my god awful now apparent allergy to the sun. Case in point;
I don't even think I could put my arms down all the way without wincing. Not to mention I didn't even realize I had hair to do becuase of the burn, ha.
whirly girl has the most delish iced coffee with agave. I can't wait to do something like this again, and I'm excited for shows and events in the future that will be held in u-turn and around town. Cincinnati's pulling it's act together to really get a community for fashion and art. I'm ready and willing to help!
_paige
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Top - UO [boyfriends]
skirt- valley thrift
shoes- ebay
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illustration by clare owen.
"Waste management in the U.S. is in a state of anarchy with no effective federal plan in place to maximize recycling and minimize waste. America generates more waste every year, growing from a 247 million tons of non-hazardous waste in 1990, to 409 million tons in 2001," According to Biocycle magazine, an Waste management industry magazine.
We live in such a disposable culture. I'm sometimes shocked at how people can so wasteful, and I'm no recycle saint. Almost everything you buy in a store come pre package, wrapped in plastic, and single serve. Were buying 100's of pairs of shoes, and throwing away clothes when they get the tiniest of defects. I knew a girl who would throw away clothing rather than having to lug it to the laundry mat to wash it. Or a friend had a button that fell of a dress and was upset because she'd have to throw it away. Then was amazed when I pulled a sewing kit out of my bag and fixed it for her. "I could never mend anything, I'm not talented like that. " She said to me later.
I guess I was just lucky enough to grow up without a lot of money. Being one of six children, and having four kids young and living at home, my mother was thrifty, smart, and able to fix anything. We got almost all my clothes at yard sales and thrift stores before I was in middle school. Once washed mended and improvised by my mother, I was one of the best dressed, and cleanest kids I knew. I had countless dresses that my mom had made for me from scratch. People were always complementing my Mum on her well dressed children. When I got to middle school though, I started to become a consumer of goods. Embarrassed by home made dresses, and not willing to set foot in a thrift store. I wanted the mall, I wanted cheap clothing that wouldn't make it through the year. I wanted shoes that lighted up when I stepped. I became disposable.
The Phrase "Make do and Mend", comes from WW2 when things were rationed as to support troops. Stories from that era are inspiring as far as improvising and working with what you've got. The following story accounts that time. "We had to make do and mend — that was the order of the day, and everything we had got in the wardrobe was kept there, we never threw anything away. I can remember when I was expecting my first baby I was wondering how I could get a christening gown for her and I thought of my wedding dress, but I couldn’t bare to put the scissors into it. A few weeks later I went and had another look at it and thought as there was a war on I would have to use it. I got it out and cut a great big piece out of it to make the christening gown, which turned out quite well, and when my little girl was four years old she was in a maypole dancing troupe and she needed a white dress, so I went back to the wedding dress and cut a bit more out of it and made her the little white dress. It was like that with other things like summer dresses.
You see during the war most ladies wore skirts and blouses because a skirt only took about a yard of material, and if you bought a dress you would have to pay a lot more money for that. Sometimes you would cut the top from a summer dress and use that as a top, but the majority of them had knitted jumpers and the wool was very important.
When the war started I had got a big bag of wool because I had always been a knitter. I looked at it one day, and thought I would knit the children a jumper, and you would be surprised how nice the jumper looked just but using up oddments of wool. People used to comment on it. Now that’s how we went on.
Men’s shirts during the war and before the war were made of linen or cotton, they had loose collars, some had two collars and some had three, and after a time the collar would begin to fray and when all the collars had frayed we used to throw the shirt away We couldn’t do that in the war, the shirt had got to be worn until it was threadbare. I used to unpick the collar, and I cut the tail off the shirt and was able to reface the collars and then they were like new again. With turnups on the trousers when they frayed, where they hit the boot, we would cut off the bottom of the trousers and turned it up slightly so that the frayed part was on the inside, the same with the cuffs on the shirts. It was amazing what we could do with what we had got and how we made do." - Winifred Barber *
It's not even until recently I took a step back and realized the extent of my clothing, how little of it I actually wore, and how much I "gave up" on clothing that was ripped or stained. Thats the day I started thrifting and sewing again. Looking for vintage that could stand the test of time, and sewing that occasional button back on. The idea of making do and
wasting less has started traveling to other parts of my life. My boyfriend and I recently moved in together and made a pact to make as little impact on our environment as we possibly could. We've started shopping local, using our own bags, and buying nothing prepackaged. I know we lucky enough to have farmers markets, and the Findlay Market, which helps a lot. Plus our city of Cincinnati has a new recycling system where you can process almost anything. But it's all new and baby steps for me. I think thats whats important though, just think if we all took baby-steps towards saving the world?
I have this challenge for my readers, rework a piece of clothing that you've given up hope on. Something you've torn, stained, or even go so far to say "ruined". Take of photo and pass it along back do me and I'll do a big post of everyone's success. If you don't know how to fix something, try googling it. If you're reading this blog right now, you're luckier than 25 percent of people in the US that don't have internet access. Use everything you have, and make do readers. Every little step people take will start to add up.
I "ruined" my favorite dress yesterday. A piece of blue clothing made it's way into my load of lights. It came out covered in blue stain marks, my favorite nude dress was ruined. I moped and moped. It being one of the only "new" pieces of clothing I had gotten myself recently. I then realized I was determined to fix it. I mean you can ruin something already "ruined" right?
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