A Beginning

When Becky suggested we do eBay and her take on items to sell was vintage clothes, I wasn't too sure. Could we do it? Was vintage clothing the right place? The right time? What did we know about it? I didn't factor in a lot of the things (my error) because I didn't see them. And mostly I didn't factor in where it would take me. Now, four months in, the thing I love the most is the clothes. That may seem like a funny statement, but through the course of this I will try to elaborate-on our journey, on the business, on our life, and on that statement.

I'm the one who takes the pieces with issues-from seam repairs to seemingly impervious stains-and works until they're solved. I have huge containers of potions I dunk the clothes in to solve problems. Then I gently dry them and hope. If the first take doesn't work, I try again. Once they're okay, I take them to the ironing board. There another inspection, and if it's fine, I get to iron it for picture readiness. The ironing board has become my fast friend (yeah, I'm weird), and the iron the ultimate tool of my trade. By the time the piece is ready for Becky's pictures, I am intimately acquainted with every inch of its idiosyncrasies. If I haven't already, with my iron in hand is where the love comes. Getting an item to the final state of perfection is pure joy. By the time it's off the board, I have thoroughly ingested the smell, the feel, the loveliness of each and every article of clothing. Did we make the right choice? I live for that final melding-the peace of mind that follows knowing I brought this dress, skirt, whatever it may be to the acme-or as close as I can get it. Yeah, it's right, it's so right.