I've just become an ambassador for the charity Dress for
Success, which provides
professional clothing, interview training and a support network to
disadvantaged women getting back into the workforce. The aim is to help the
women believe in their own ability to succeed, build up their practical and
intrinsic resources and equip them for the job or career attainment process.
One in every two of the women Dress for Success supports in those ways gets the
job they have gone for. The way these women are encouraged to dress is a major
component of that self belief, and it’s the area I am assisting with, in
requesting and accepting good work clothing on behalf of Dress for Success, and
ensuring they receive it. My involvement
has prompted me to share something that is dear to my heart about sustainability,
and is linked to the issue of wanting to do one’s human best with very limited
resources.
Many years ago, at university, a friend asked
me to bunk off lectures for the afternoon to go shopping with her to find a
dress for a party. Two nanoseconds’ consideration
between that and the total brain death otherwise known as a riveting afternoon
of statistics had me throwing my coat on, stashing my folder into my rucksack,
and heading for the door. To this day, she laughs at how little persuading it
took and how fast she had to run after me to the bus stop, even though she is
fully aware of my horror of all things numerical, and that virtually anything
would have served as a good enough reason to swerve “stats”. Little did either
of us know at the time, that opportunity would change my entire perspective on
shopping for clothes.
Most of us have a friend who can look great in a bin
bag; tall, slender, with a depressing list of genetic enhancements that we've
missed out on ourselves by a country mile, but so nice with it that we just can’t
begrudge her stunningness in any way, shape or form. My friend is quirky, sartorially perfect, and
unbelievably kind, and she never buys a scrap of brand new clothing. After an unexpectedly hilarious afternoon in
charity shops, that I look back on as one of the best of my life, we decided to
take the next day off lectures too (and a statistics tutorial!), and go back for
more. It’s probably the reason why I scraped through stats with a barely
respectable C, but that’s another, far less interesting story. By the end of
that day and a half, my friend had not only bought a dress to die for, for her
party, but she had radically transformed my attitude to style. Looking back, and thinking about my leggings,
slouch jumpers and Doc Martin boots, I probably needed it.
I already had a hankering for retro clothing, having
discovered that my less than conventional body-shape was quite well suited to
the flared and fitted ‘50’s rock n rollers, but the genuine ones were becoming
increasingly hard to find. Getting
creative wasn't a bad substitute however, so that is what we did. It turned me into a passionate convert to recycled
clothing to establish what most people describe as my unique sense of
style. To be fair, I've always been a
bit of a “junkshop junkie” in any case, a trait I inherited from both parents
who always loved a bargain. They were
never too busy to pop into the nearest second hand store to see what
interesting things they could find, so the notion of recycled clothing wasn't that
much of a leap for me.
What WAS significant was having my mind opened to a
whole new world of creative possibility.
Through one of the most fun processes I've ever experienced, I developed
a complete attitudinal shift, and it turned me into a total recycled clothing
convert. Nowadays, when passing a charity or retro shop. I simply have to go in
for a quick nosey at what little nuggets of gorgeousness might lie waiting to
be discovered among the racks of relics long outdated, and wacky accessories
that only those unfortunate souls still stuck in hideous sartorial time warps
could ever really love. It’s interesting
that the vast majority of people think, when you ask them, that buying stuff from
charity shops is okay for a bad taste party but it’s the terminal road to style oblivion
in any other, half-serious context. The
overall assumptions are that the clothes will be horrible, someone might
recognise what they are wearing and where it came from, or the thought of
wearing something an unknown person has once already worn is just too repulsive. As one
who is repeatedly tapped on the shoulder by random strangers who sometimes even
feel compelled to cross the street to compliment me on what I’m wearing, I
simply can’t agree. It might shock a lot of people to learn that probably 70%
of the clothing in my wardrobe is something someone else has fallen out of love
with, and rarely do I ever go anywhere without being complimented on what I’m
wearing. I've learned over the years to
be a bit more responsible with clothing and what I spend on it. Creative giggle-time in off-beat shops with
like-minded friends has taught me what suits me, what colours work for me, and
how to put things together to create an overall look that is somehow just
inherently “me”.
Recycling has of course been one of the hottest trends
in recent years and rightly so. We make
a significant contribution to the sustainability and healthy survival of our
planet for future generations by responsibly using and re-using whatever we can. When we think of recycling, we almost
immediately think of the kerbside kind, where we separate our glass from our
plastics, and scrape our leftover food into a different bin, to make it easy
for the council to come and collect and take away and sort. We also think about
compost heaps, the re-use of garden waste and harnessing the sun’s energy for
solar heating. Some people live off the
grid and a few actually get paid for contributing to it by producing more energy
than they need for themselves and selling it on to the suppliers. It’s a wonderful thing, and it’s a shame that
more of us can’t do it.
But how many people really take recycling any further
than that?
For people with limited means it’s a real challenge to
sustain a love of nice, good quality things, or the fundamental human desire to
do the best they can for themselves and their families on a half a shoestring
budget. For me, as a student with a tiny
disposable piggy bank, I still wanted to dress nicely and have what I needed
for my house, so I developed my fun-filled hobby and started taking a more
serious trawling approach to “pre-loved” things. I learned something fundamental in that
process: there’s absolutely nothing wrong with appreciating something someone
else has fallen out of love with. Just because
someone doesn't want that hot pink skirt anymore, doesn't mean it’s not still
lovely, with a lot of fun and life left in it. A simple wash and iron, a bit of creative
vision, and you can transform something that really does deserve to be loved
into a serious “popper” when you team it with a lime green cardi and a pair of
matching shoes. The human race is a
fickle species. This season’s hottest handbag is next year’s charity shop
bargain, and it helps you to acquire such lovely things that really suit your personality
if you've never been a trend slave, following what’s “hot” in any given season.
Developing a unique, personal style is something I’d
encourage every woman to do, because its sensible, it makes us feel fantastic, it reduces that “impulse-buy
disaster” scenario that so many of us are all too familiar with, and it stops
us from having wardrobes bulging with those "what the hell were we thinking?" things we spent good money on but haven’t
worn for years and maybe never will again.
Fashion slavery is not only miserable and expensive; it actually takes
the focus away from what’s really RIGHT for someone. Who’s impressed with a £1000
jacket, if it makes the wearer look like a Russian tree puller with arms like a
sumo wrestler? Especially when a £25 designer cast-off from the Oxfam shop (who
have recently done a great deal with M & S on charming things like their
Per Una range, by the way) makes them look sensational, as if they did actually
spend a grand on it.
In a post-recessional environment where cash is still
in short supply for many people, getting creative and savvy about where the
disposable income goes is critical for ensuring the school fees can be met, the
mortgage and ever increasing utilities get paid on time, and there’s food on
the table. Those who can routinely afford
designer wardrobes at face value are lucky indeed, and decent people begrudge
them not, but the rest have to do what they can with what little they have. The great thing is that although kitting
ourselves and our families out beautifully on a budget is something of a
challenge, there really are more options than simply buying from cheap chains
who offer clothes that fade or fall apart after half a dozen washes as they
leach dye and other chemicals into our waterways in the process, along with contributing
to unnecessary, slow-decomposing landfill, and perpetuating the continued exploitation
of the third world child labour that brings it to our shores.
Being responsible about recycling is vitally important
to sustainability, and recycling clothing is another powerful weapon that we
have at our disposal for sustaining and preserving what we already have for
re-use. There will always be people who
simply couldn't bring themselves to wear what someone else has worn, and that
is fine. After all, someone needs to
keep the fashion industry alive and kicking, but for those who are at least
prepared to consider pre-loved opportunities (and some of them are truly
golden!), having a rummage through the racks with a mate can be a real
revelation, as well as lots of fun! Remember
too that not only does trying things on with an honest creative friend encourage
us to create a unique style, it also supports worthwhile charities who need all
the help they can get. Charities are
fully aware that people have largely pulled their belts in, and are
increasingly wanting to get something in
return for their charitable giving, so most charities who run shops have
exponentially raised their game in recent years to offer good, clean, quality,
desirable product. Much of what they
have to offer is extraordinary and unique.
It’s a great opportunity go beyond the fascinating sorting of your glass
from your plastics and take recycling to a whole new, fun and glamorous level! It doesn't mean foregoing ever buying a
lovely new frock again, because most of us love to do that. It just means we don’t have to spend a
fortune every single time, in order to look and feel fabulously glam and unique
with our own special style.
And if you have something in your wardrobe that you've fallen out of love with, give someone else a chance to feel fab in it buy donating it to a worthy cause. Please do contact me if you have anything suitable for Dress For Success.
SHARE YOUR STORY!!! What was YOUR most hideous fashion faux pas? Mine was a pair of bib-fronted, lurex knickerbocker overalls, circa 1980. Looking back, they were unbelievable awful. At the time, I thought I was the bees knees. I still cringe at the memory!
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