A Nifty Thrifty Shopper

I’ve shopped vintage for over half my life now. I used to shop thrift stores to find as many outfits as possible for my sad style allowance, but at some point I started combing the crammed racks to find individual items—and my individual style. In my years shopping Salvation Army, Goodwill, and dingy little neighborhood vintage stores, I’ve lived and learned. I’ve bought some fashion mistakes and even fashioned a few of my own, but mostly I’ve sharpened my style and eye, and broadened my fashion horizons.

There have been dozens of truly unique articles of clothing that I’ve really adored, but walked away from for one reason or another—tears, stains, broken zippers, wrong length, unflattering fit, etc. Oh, it pains me now to think of them.

The first time I didn’t walk away was the day I discovered a green taffeta and lace number from the 50s. It was all wrong for me lengthwise (mid calf), and worse still, it had bright orange pit stains on it.  It’s one thing to romantically imagine a previous owner and life for a garment, but quite another to see the chemical reaction of the fabric and the original owner’s deodorant. But I loved that green lace taffeta. I needed that green lace taffeta. So I didn’t walk away without it.

It hung neglected in my wardrobe for a couple of years until I enrolled in a beginner’s sewing class. I was finally ready to make that green dress wearable: I cut a few inches off the bottom, hemmed it, cut off the sleeves, and used the discarded fabric from the skirt to cover the raw edges of what were now the straps. My first adaptation was a huge success and mental wake up call, and today, that green lace taffeta dress takes pride of rotation in my closet.

There are several other second-hand finds I altered, such as the tacky long-sleeved pink gingham button-down shirt. I cut the sleeves off and changed the buttons to give it what I think is a funky, rockabilly look. I’ve changed necklines, narrowed waistlines, and in one instance, added a panel of fabric to a dress that fit beautifully on top, but just wasn’t accommodating when it came to my hips.