Showing posts with label bad reputation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad reputation. Show all posts

Friday, November 7, 2014

Bla Bla Blag... Buy Good Vintage for a Good Tomorrow

What is a classic? What is well-made? Why should you care?
What do people wear who don't have a staff? What can a person do who puts on her own makeup, a guy who shaves himself,  that is what I find interesting.
So much of the Street Style, has now, become "What do Rich people wear that other Rich People give them to wear." Honestly, why is it impressive to see that? There is no imagination. And the Rich Bloggers don't blog what they want, they don't wear what they want. They are the Bitch of the Rich.
blah blah blah.
Here is what is interesting to me. And the things funkomavintage buys to sell, is that which is classic, well-made, and often, has a bit of fun, and allows a wearer to put together their own unique style. But of course, some people are just .... sheep.

and speaking of sheep, here is a beautiful pink wool sweater, Made in Japan in the 50s, still in excellent condition. I just washed this and it is gorgeous wool that kept its shape and dried sweet and fluffy.



1. Sweaters. you know it, if you have shopped at the Gap, Old Navy, Target, Macy's, even venerable Nautica, and brands like that, that should know better, and etc. in the last 10 years, that clothes are made of crap. 
You wear them once or twice, and they start to pill. A LOT. Buttons pop off. Seams pop open. Hems sag. Zippers split. Crap.

Life is Good brand ... not so much for the workers in Peru. For the corporate officers of LIG, sure! Lotsa cash, big fancy homes, new fancy cars, no worries brah! For the garment workers of Peru... no. Here is a simple Google search about the garment workers of Peru. Fuck yeah, Life Is Good. What typical corporate hypocrisy horseshit.


This degeneration of quality is the fault of the corporations that make clothes. They could make quality clothes, and they used to, but they don't anymore. I've been buying clothes since the 60s, and I have purchased tens of thousands of vintage items, and I have watched the crap take over.


That there is a picture of the Tacoma Mall in the early 70s. Lots of middle class workers, lots of Union jobs paying high wages, so the average American family could actually go shopping and buy quality clothes. And that, my friends, is why we have good vintage. It was made to last.


I remember shopping at Trade Fair in Napa, which is now the site of WalMart. Trade Fair was a big discount department store, just like WalMart. My favorite dress in the 8th grade, in 1967 was made in Hong Kong. It was an acetate knit print, and that sucker lasted me a long time and still looked cute for years. The fabric was sturdy and the shape held well.
Try that with anything you buy at the WalMart today. Crap.



So, it isn't that clothes come from China, Taiwan, Hong Kong, or other craphole places....it's that the CEO's of clothes-making companies, have chosen to skimp on fabric, design, buttons, zippers, thread, and closed down US factories, disband the Unions, and pay shit wages to 3rd world peasants, and then, take all the profits and stick them in their big fat corporate pockets.
And what are we left with? Crappy clothes that fall apart in less than 3 months.

And this, my friends is why I sell vintage.







Vintage Was Made To Last, and It Was Made With Quality Ingredients.
Yes, there are a few excellent companies left that take pride in workmanship and design, but no one with a store at the average American mall, has that pride in workmanship.

 Here is a link to the sweaters at funkomavintage website....for men and women. Adding more daily!

and here is a clicky link to sweaters currently listed in our Etsy shop. Gals and Guys!
















Here at funkomavintage, you will always find quality sweaters, excellent jeans, vintage Levis, Vintage Lee, and Vintage Wrangler, Vintage Irish Fisherman knits, Scotland's Harris Tweed, Vintage L.L. Bean, Vintage Filson, Vintage Pendleton, and top quality vintage clothes of all types.












If it's crap I don't sell it. Maybe once a year, I'll put something up that is kinda crappy, but it has to be cute!

Monday, March 22, 2010

Here was my day, how's yours?

"This my face. This is my face after I spent a bitch-load of money."

Can you tell which is the old Mackenzie, and which is the death-defying "Mac"??

I choooooose....the one on the left with the red hair........


I was shocked ! shocked ! to learn via Sister Wolf, that the new Mackenzie Phillips-Phace is the one on the right...with the dark hair!
wth?



Did a search on how many sex offenders live around my 'hood....Lots!
most of them are Pederasts.
Lowest form of scum.

So if they live near me, they are also just as close to the $500,000. Condos !
All that money to buy a glorified apartment and I spend $0.00 on rent and drive a shitty car, and we have the same fucked up neighbors.
Sad.True.Tragic.

These are not them --->here below.... they just look like sex offenders.
No, this is the next project I shall be working on....after I list about 15 new/vintage skirts on etsy on Monday. Then spring coats and dresses.

Lucha Libre.For a custom dress I'm making this week.
Got a theme? I can make you a fun dress...and you can be wearing your hearts desire on your skirt!!
see me for more details on the detail.


geez, got my first neg on etsy.
File that under No Good Deed Goes Unpunished.

But I'm still madly in love with my husband....and he with me.
So I got that....

And....Sister Wolf !!! left me a comment right here on my blog. I'm so excited because, quite frankly I was quite worried that only Patti Smith was gonna be my Role Model As I slide towards the Big Bright Light......

oh she's FAB. You know that. But. uh, it's really a bit lonely out here for women over 50 who reject the suburbs...and all that.
Heroes are hard to find.....
so Sister Wolf, being around my age, and a California girl !! to boot....we'll let's just say I have a big ol' mushy woemyn-crush via my computer.

Here's other women that are about my age..maaybe older.
There are 2 looks for women of the Middle Age....
Old Clown or Aging Debutante.

I want to be neither.
Hence, Patti Smith.
who is neither, and neither is Sister Wolf.


Old Clown:
Anna Piaggi and Vivian Westwood, both gorgeous. But.Not.For.Me. also Betsey Johnson...Love ya and your clothes!
but no Old Clown for me, thanks. I did that look in Junior and Hi School (I would wear anything...)



Here's the other look, the Mackenzie Phillips-Phace thing,Mac has done the Aging Debutante - but look, here's an amazing gal who has blended Aging Debutante with Old Clown....
Priscilla Presley modeling her variation of Old Clown/Aging Debutante:
I give you....Mama Joker.
and her chubby daughter...LisaMarie.
lovely.


And then there is Bubble Chest Barbie,Pamela Anderson (she's not near 50 or middle age...she just looks like she was rode hard and put away wet)
....so Much Plastic...so Little time...but my husband gets a rise outta PamPam.
Which is weird, because he is craaaazy over me, and I am deffo in the Patti Smith camp when it comes to aging au naturel.....as nature and gravity intend.....


So there you have it.
Here I am to list the trials and successes of being past 50.
It's pretty cool. This ain't France.
But it sure has its moments....
What to wear?
Well, I am always editing...ewwwww. Out the wardrobe.
So, that's the focus of my blog for the times to come.
That and bitching out the stupid assholes that are stupid assholes.
I think of it as "A Teaching Moment"...with bad words.

Friday, March 19, 2010

I'm Sorry, this is Just Cracking me Up !


and I'll be watching the Runaways movie.
I'm sure it's far out man.
But here's me in 1972...
Check out my shoes. My hair. My purple pants. My white denim jacket. My tight knit shirt.


I love Joan Jett.........
but I really hate butt rawk. I hate Aerosmith. I hate ACDC. barf.

The real Joan Jett and some Runaways...

a pic from the movie.......


and finally ...


I Don't give a damn about my bad reputation...no really.I.Don't. Give. A.Damn.About. My.Bad.Reputation.