Just a little warning: the following content may be considered blasphemous among 99% of fashion-lovers... but it dawned on me the other day as I was wandering around an antique market with my mother and sister - I find vintage shopping quite annoying. Actually it's a bit more than annoying, it's just plain awful. I know this would cause most to have closed their internet window by now, but it's sad but true.
Not only do you have to sift through mountains of tinsel, faux leather and shoulder-padded disasters, but because when you do find something that is remotely attractive you are tempted to try it on and buy it just because it looks okay compared to everything else you've seen.
Maybe it's because in Brisbane, vintage shopping is difficult, and it has proven to be more fruitful in places such as London and New York of course. But then again does location really matter? In the past I have found some hidden gems in west Brisbane's Paddington - a pair of leather pants and a rabbit fur clutch bag (which ensues the occasional disapproving glance).
I think perhaps the reason is because, as a typical Gen-Y-er, I have become accustomed to the ever-so convenient (and more so dangerous) nature of online shopping. These days I'm simply too lazy to physically dig through piles of clothes in the hope of finding something nice, when I could have bought something online in a click. Maybe I'll rekindle my love someday, I'll just have to stop being so lazy I guess!
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