Thursday, June 16, 2011
Strategically placed (vintage) jewellery
Eeks. You're always catching me at the end of the day, when I'm tired looking and have missed my chance to have some photog snap me in all my vintage thrifty glory.
So I snapped this pic of myself alone on my balcony tonight after I got home. I'm wearing this darling linen peplum-style blazer with crochet detail that I picked up at a consignment shop a couple years ago.
The issue is, it's a wee bit too low-cut for the office, and added to that I have a rather unsightly scar on my chest that interferes, shall we say, with the aesthetics of a low cut top (and in normal circumstances, I have no problems showing said scar, really, but I tend towards the conservative approach when in the workplace).
My catch-all solution these days: hide whatever "cleavage" I have plus said scar with, well, a bit o' bling.
I found this 1970s piece at Toronto's Sunday Antique Market for about $35 a year or so ago - expensive by Grunge Queen standards, but it was so different (I have only ever seen one other piece like it, in a fellow vintage maven's collection) that it warrented the investment. You can't see the entire piece here as it's hidden in the folds of my jacket, but it extends way down to cover my scar.
It's not an every-day piece, by any means, so I haul it out when the occasion warrants it. And, because it is so long, it serves the very practical function of letting me show more, and less, at the same time!
Labels:
1970s,
Antique Market,
Creativity,
Imperfection,
Toronto,
Vintage Jewellery
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I've been hiding a scar on my stomach since I guess adolescence, which is when I became self-conscious about my body in general. I know of a very young woman that had open heart surgery, and in the workplace, which mine is ultra conservative as well, she chose to wear shirts that showed just a glimpse of her scar. Her scar was so beautiful to me - a sign of strength, triumph, and life. Imperfections (as you call it in your labels section) are what makes us so interesting. You are so beautiful. No need to hide a thing, my gorgeous friend.
ReplyDeleteCan you guys see me giving Kris a standing ovation? :O I'm in complete agreement, and couldn't of said it better. Just gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteIt's absolutely fabulous and worth every penny you paid, I'd have fought you for it. xxx
ReplyDeleteKris, thank you for the lovely thoughts. I feel the same way, quite honestly. But in truth I wouldn't have worn this blazer so low cut even without a scar as it's too low-cut for me. And yes, imperfection and all our scars is what makes us who we are. I am not ashamed to show it but I don't flaunt it, if you know what I mean. Kxo
ReplyDeleteThank you, my dear Veronica!
ReplyDeleteThanks Vix - I know that piece is right up your alley!
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