State of the Vintage Wardrobe: year eight
So why didn't I wear my vintage? I'm not going to avoid the elephant in the room, I'm too damn fat. I still have all my clothes because I like them, but I can't wear most of them. So while in my previous seven annual wardrobe posts I talked about things I wanted to buy or make, the direction I really wanted to take, in 2018 I'm jolly well going to go to the gym more (it tailed off a bit when I got stressed at the end of 2017) and get back into all the clothes I love, because I am NOT going to get rid of them. It's not like there's masses out there to replace them with at my current size anyway.
Anyway, on to happier things. This has been a bit of a novelty print year for me. I got my space cats dress from Lindy Bop, and another dress covered in witch doctors and zombies. I like them because they're border prints, not all over, and the space cats and zombies are in keeping with my more geeky horror/sci-fi interests. I don't really class these dresses as repro, though, they're far too modern. Pinup, perhaps. I don't think I'll be wearing things like this on a regular basis, but they're nice to have for cheery occasions.
I've really rediscovered my love of charity shopping. Win of the year clothes-wise really has to be my pre-60s tweed jacket, which I adore. It looks so smart and feels so warm, and was an absolute steal off the men's rail in a chazza. The vintage is still out there.
Onwards! To a more vintage-packed 2018. And I hope you're able to wear everything you like this year too.