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Good style doesn’t come for free. If you are thinking about Birkin Bags and luxury labels now I can stop you right there. That’s not what I am talking about. Beautiful clothes don’t necessarily have to cost a lot of money (and you cannot buy good style anyway). Sure, if you have a stack of cash you want to burn, you can buy yourself the most amazing designer pieces and if you have a little bit of taste in addition I am sure you will look adorable. But most of us do not have those extra thousands hanging out of our pockets, so what WE need to invest is – time.
I live in a rich city, people have money, big cars, good jobs. They can afford good quality. And designer clothes. Economy is good here. But since wardrobe space is limited even in the most spacious of closets they have to get rid of some things sooner or later. And that’s when the time investment comes in. Find the goldmine. Dig for the nuggets.
I love second hand shopping. On all levels. Fleamarkets, charity shops, designer second hands are my eldorados. It satisfies me on so many different levels. I love to hunt for stuff, find the golden needle in the haystack, the Picasso at the junk yard. It’s the greatest joy. I also like to have things that only I have. Unique pieces that you cannot get everywhere. Making a bargain really excites me. It totally makes my day to find a piece of exquisite quality for a price that doesn’t make me faint. I feel like a real Miss Smarty-pants. And, last but not least, I like that I can shop guilt-free. I re-use clothes. No waste of resources, no pollution. If you buy at a charity shop you also get the extra of serving the greater good (or financing an orgy, shame on you, Oxfam). See, it’s a win-win. All you need is time and a little imagination. Last tipp: try out a men’s second hand, you might be surprised what treasures you’ll find. You might even run into Brigitta while searching for your jewel there.
I live in a rich city, people have money, big cars, good jobs. They can afford good quality. And designer clothes. Economy is good here. But since wardrobe space is limited even in the most spacious of closets they have to get rid of some things sooner or later. And that’s when the time investment comes in. Find the goldmine. Dig for the nuggets.
I love second hand shopping. On all levels. Fleamarkets, charity shops, designer second hands are my eldorados. It satisfies me on so many different levels. I love to hunt for stuff, find the golden needle in the haystack, the Picasso at the junk yard. It’s the greatest joy. I also like to have things that only I have. Unique pieces that you cannot get everywhere. Making a bargain really excites me. It totally makes my day to find a piece of exquisite quality for a price that doesn’t make me faint. I feel like a real Miss Smarty-pants. And, last but not least, I like that I can shop guilt-free. I re-use clothes. No waste of resources, no pollution. If you buy at a charity shop you also get the extra of serving the greater good (or financing an orgy, shame on you, Oxfam). See, it’s a win-win. All you need is time and a little imagination. Last tipp: try out a men’s second hand, you might be surprised what treasures you’ll find. You might even run into Brigitta while searching for your jewel there.
Brigitta wears jumper and pants by Polo Ralph Lauren, boots by Redwing and a necklace from a market in Peru.
Thank you to Gerdismann, the wonderful men’s second-hand store in Munich, for letting us shoot there.
One comment
Tanja
Genau so ist. Ich sehe mich immer als Wohlstands-Spatz der an der Pommespude steht und ganz aufgeregt wartet, was den Leuten so achtlos runtefällt, die den Teller so voll haben.
Du hast sbsolut recht, wenn du sagst, dass gute Kleidung nicht teuer sein muss. Und was haben wir heutzutage für nahezu grenzenlose Möglichkeiten? Von dem Laufsteg in die Geschäfte. Mode war nie günstiger. Natürlich wissen wir mittlerweile alle, wer die Zeche dafür zahlt, aber was doch verblüffend ist: die Deutschen müssten besser aussehen, denn je! – Tun sie aber nicht. Der Überfluss, die absolute Werfügbarkeit scheint den persönlichen Stil völlig untergraben haben. Ich bin im Herzen froh, wenn ich jemanden auf der Straße sehe, der sich ersichtlich die Mühe gemacht hat, eine für ihn stimmige Garderobe zusammenstellen.