I know what you're thinking. "Another vintage blog? Really? Don't the ladies in Portland have that kind of covered?" You're right, they kind of do, and that's part of what's kept me from starting one for so long. I wasn't really sure I had anything unique to offer the world of vintage blogging that wasn't already provided elsewhere. There are a million reasons to start a blog, but I think the biggest one has to be filling a perceived void, right? Well, I've been thinking about it, and I came up with a few reasons I'd like to blog.
I'm kinda broke. Vintage costs money: it takes money to find and procure, money to maintain, and added in is that twinge of, "If I don't get this now, I will never have it, because this is most likely the only one there is!" I'm not quite making a living at my job right now, though, so I need to own up to the fact that, for the moment, I just can't shop. So I'm turning my interests deeper, rather than wider: I'd like to use this blog to learn more about clothing, hairstyles, lifestyle, and maybe even better, to figure out exactly what the pieces I now own can do for me. Make do and mend, right?
I'm kinda questioning my industry. I've been working for years towards the Picket Fence of my field, which it turns out, is really more a Holy Grail. I work in the theater, and jobs in my area of it are extremely hard to come by. Blame it on the economy, blame it on lack of need, blame it on whatever, but in the meantime I'm burning out. I'd like to see whether I can turn my interest and hobby for vintage into something more full-time. Who knows, maybe I can't-- but it'd be so great to have fun while I try!
I'm gay. No rule of three "kinda" here, sorry! It may not seem like it, but being a gay lady in vintage has a few challenges that I suspect may not be there for straight vintage ladies. A great deal of that lies in the act or necessity of "presenting." I wasn't a queer studies major, so forgive me if my terminology is incorrect, but as I experience it, presenting is the act of letting others know you're gay by the way you dress and carry yourself. There's a lot of talk about being femme, butch, boi, etc., and when you navigate that alongside a community that's all about dressing uniquely-- it can sometimes feel you have double the attention. I don't necessarily intend to do a lot of blogging about bein' gay, but I do think it'll come up sometimes-- for instance, doing a menswear-inspired '30s look will naturally brush up against queer boundaries, and I'd like to talk about what that brings up. Another possible discussion? Vintage for gay partners. For men, it's more or less clear-cut; for the other half of a lesbian couple, not always.
The other point here is that I had never found a lesbian vintage blogger until I saw the wedding of the lovely Lisa Fox, of Mrs. Fox's Fineries, profiled on Queens of Vintage. Part of what can be hard about bein' gay is that you don't always see yourself reflected in popular culture-- which goes double for niches of popular culture. I'd like to be a visible person for other gay ladies who live to root through bins of old clothing.
So, here I am-- a broke, dubiously employed, gay vintage blogger. Niche enough?
Here's one of my favorite dresses, which has a 30s feel, though I'm not certain it's truly from the 30s.It's a paisley print dress, very sheer fabric, and very delicate at this point.
First blog lesson? It'll be really important for me to learn how to use hat pins.
Hat: Couture du Jour
Shoes: A gift from a friend
Trench coat: Banana Republic
Bag: Michael Kors
Gloves: Antique mall
Bobby pins: embarrassingly visible