The Glitter Sale

Ah,it's the time of the year when the Goodwill rolls out the designer duds and the lovely and yes, some very unlovely, vintage clothing they have been stashing all year. This is a fun event,they call the Glitter Sale, even if they overprice. You get to line up in downtown Seattle at 7am and wait until 9am to get in. They give you a number to go to the jewelry counter and a blue bin for the free-for-all snatch and grab at the racks. Most of the hardcore vintage junkies are there and those who go for the cheap designer stuff (yawn). There are no fitting rooms so you have to try on right there around the racks while fighting off the crazy #@%$#^* who try to steal from your bin. The saddest thing I have ever seen there are the japanese exporters who rip the fragile clothes off the racks to stuff in large hefty bags (which are no longer allowed)and who destroyed a bunch of dresses and threw them on the floor. SAD MANNERS! Anyway, I am very excited for Saturday and the grand broohaha of the sale. Last time I bought two totally gorgeous and as of yet unworn, 20's dresses and this time I am going to look for a cloche hat and a fab 30's dress to wear to an event I am going to later that night. Wish me luck!-C

My refab wedding.

On the theme of the last poster, I add my own 2 cents. I am married too, but had the spectacular expensive wedding and would definitely do things differently. I believe my choices were mostly parent motivated and because I was (ahem)expecting, I don't believe I did what I truly wanted. So here is the disaster I would now create, all of which would be accented with Billie Holiday, Ella Fitzgerald and Cole Porter playing in the background. And champagne. Lots of champagne. And maybe chinese food. No boring wedding food, but a grand Chinese Buffet!The dress is a gorgeous vintage 1930 beauty, not the pouffy bowed and bedazzled monstrosity I somehow ended up with the first time. I think chinese lanterns are so "sigh" romantic.I would make it about love this time rather than form and necessity.The cake has sugar flowers on it, but they look so real and I love the little classic church instead of the gross warehouse style mega-church I did get married in. I think I would get married in the late summer this time, because I could actually pick the date instead of having to do it as quickly as possible. Ah, if I could only go redo some of those choices.

Something old, something new...

Little girls dress up and dream of their wedding day. Twirling in their mother's ribbons, they wish up mile high cakes and yards of fluff, homespun or covered in pixie dust. As for me, I just wanted that one moment in the sun where I could admire my reflection, like a debutante gone by and have an elaborate party. Something I could hide away in a leather bound book like cutouts from my childhood fantasy come true. Did it happen? Well, no. I've never worn the dress. I've never tossed the bouquet. Am I married? Why, yes. Will I have my gown, the flowers, and the celebratory cake? I hope so. Until then, here's my grown up version of dress up and what I would choose, if I could do it all over again.