Either It’s “Vintage” or Vintage…
You can’t just lump everything that looks old under the same category!
C’mon peeps, back me up?
(Yeah I wouldn’t back me up either after reading that last sentence.)
Anyway, I went to that vintage “boutique” I mentioned last week and I found out two things:
- You can call something vintage and slap an obscene price tag on it.
- It doesn’t have to be old to be vintage.
Case in point: Last month I bought a pair of stripper shoes (there’s no picture). I was told that there was several pairs donated and people had been snapping them up. It was assumed that they had been worn in a wedding by some poor unfortunate bridesmaids (stripper shoes in a wedding party is just so unbelievably tacky, amirite?) This vintage store snapped them up and set them out as though they were vintage.
That’s like me writing supermodel on my forehead and expecting everyone to believe it. It just ain’t gonna happen, no matter how hard you wish it would.
I didn’t bother asking the price, I merely assumed that it was outrageous because paying $25 for a lousy polyester slip that was as vintage as the aforementioned shoes (and as supermodely as me) seemed to be the trend in the store.
They did have a few nice vintage pieces, they were all mostly in the window.
I won’t be going back.
