Showing posts with label clothes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clothes. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

all about the color red

When I was 17 I attended a Bill Blass fashion show. Not because I did those things ordinarily but because someone who did had invited me. There was a reception before the show with champagne and huge perfect strawberries and the show itself was wonderful. We saw some truly beautiful gowns that day. The only one I remember however was red. Not just any red but a rich vivid red, truer than the strawberries at the reception, brighter than any tropical flower I could imagine. This gown trailed decadently on the floor, a long sweep of scarlet, vibrant in spotlights. If you want a man to notice you, Bill Blass said, wear red.

Red was my favorite color then. It was dramatic. It was classic. It sent a signal. And this has always been the case.

It was estimated that the first reds were taken from the earth in pre-historic times in the form of iron oxide, a mineral now called red ochre. It has been found in cave paintings discovered. Red was used in China as early as 2600 BC in the form of vermilion, a pigment found in the mineral cinnabar.

Like many dyes, red was obtained not only from minerals but from plants. The henna plant was was used, and madder. Chemical tests of red fabrics found in King Tutankhamen’s tomb show that they were dyed with alizarin, a pigment made from madder and it is likely that the use of plant based dyes goes back even farther.

Red was also taken from an insect called the cochineal and was used possibly for thousands of years in Maya and Aztec culture. Montezuma wore red and when Cortez entered Tenochtitlan he found bags of cochineal dye. The pigment was so much brighter than the insect based dye, kermes, used by the Europeans that it quickly became a coveted 'new' world export, second only to silver in value.

Contemporary reds are most commonly derived from minerals such as cadmium, iron oxide (ochre) as well as synthetics based on alizarin. Vermilion the most costly red, is no longer in wide spread use due to its toxcity.

Red is the highest arc of the rainbow, the longest wavelength of light. Feng shui recommends painting the front door of a home red to invite prosperity to the residents. Red has signified strength and courage for literally thousands of years. It appears in more flags then any other color. Indian brides wear red for luck. It is the national color of China. It is reminiscent of the red light district and illicit passion. We see red when we are angry. We receive red roses when we are loved.

People who love red are said to be adventurous, sensual, lovers of life. They can be confident, and vivacious, or impulsive and demanding but they are rarely boring. Red people are considered risk-takers, disliking rules and limitations. In fashion, red can be quirky or sexy. It is the color of lipstick, and high heels. Of Dorothy's ruby slippers. Of real rubies, and garnets. Wearing red can make a social statement almost of defiance. And when, dressed in red, a woman takes a breath and steps into any room anywhere, she knows she will be noticed.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

tips on thrift store shopping


I'm not a department store shopper. Not even when there are sales or coupons or discounts for opening 22% store credit cards. I'm not crazy about outlets. In many outlets here prices aren't much better than local sale prices which is good if you're okay with paying those prices. I get things at discount stores like WalMart sometimes but usually when I get them home I find I don't really like them.

So for the last ten years I have shopped almost exclusively at thrift stores. I find nice things in the $1 to $3 range at our two best local thrift stores. There is a lot of merchandise at these stores, at least in the area where I live. It's not sorted by size and the stapled on cardboard taps usually just say the price so you have to look inside the garment for the size. It's time consuming and you have to go cover a lot of ground if you want to find something good because the percentage of nice clothes to not so nice is small.

I have developed a thrift store technique. I skip sections that are grouped in colors I'm not shopping for. After that I don't really look at the stuff. I go by fabric which means that I have to touch everything but I'm pretty fast. You can't examine each item visually and go still go through hundreds in a reasonable amount of time. So if the item is the right color and fabric is something I like (usually cotton knit or cotton blend, but also rayon and silk) I make a space in the rack and look at what feels right.

I try to keep basic styles in mind. I like v necks, for example, better than round. Long skirts over short, etc., but I will look at other things. I did better when I wore a small size because people are forever outgrowing things or dieting down to weights they can't maintain (as I was doing then). I check out the tag next. I look for size, and label. I like labels from stores like Old Navy, some designers, and unfamiliar labels are okay too, if I like the item.

Usually I have to go through large amounts of clothes to find a few items I want to buy. I pretty much ignore the colored tag sales but I do shop on discount days when I can get there early. Thrift store shopping isn't necessarily a quick trip for me but I love finding treasures buried among the cast-offs and I honestly never tire of buying a nice piece of clothing for a couple of dollars.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

the princess dress

I don't know if it was Nancy who called it the princess dress first or me, but that was what my best friend and I said as we passed the dress back and forth in the early 1980s.

The dress wasn't an elaborate dress but it was so far off jeans and tee shirts that it seemed impressive Made surprisingly of spandex, it was a heavy double knit with the kind of weight that swings and drapes just the way you want it too. The color was plum edging toward purple. And it had star dust (kind of AB glimmer).

Cut long with a round scoop neck, it was simple enough to be almost a very nice Danskin. It reminded me of ballet dancers and Audry Hepburn. A great dress. Not that we wore it a lot. It always seemed a couple notches above any occasion.

Taking a break just now from blogging, I pull the princess dress out of the very back of the closet. It is still a special occasion dress. Still glimmery. Still silky. Nostalgic yet at the same time something I might actually wear now that my life has opened up a little. And because the dress is magic, it still fits.