I've been having a difficult time lately with selling clothing. It's the line between being a "collector" and a "dealer" ... I feel like I go in waves between feeling happy to look for dresses for other gals - to just wanting to find things and tuck them away until ... a brick and mortar store? ... I turn into a senile old lady?
Right now I'm leaning towards 'collector'. It's hard to be at the fleas and antique stores and feel guilty for keeping something when I know I should be selling it... So... I think maybe it's come time to think about a real job again. Who knows, especially the what - and where ... but, I think I'm ready to start looking!
The dress above was supposed to make its way to etsy today. It has these beautiful chiffon sleeves and it reminds me so much of New York City - and Lyell... The only thing ... it's a short one, so off to the shop, right? But as I was about to take measurements I realized I could let the hem down and all problems would be fixed. So now I feel 1 part happy that this dress can stay with me and 1 part guilty that I have yet another thing that's fallen into the trap that is my closet.