Monday, January 25, 2010

Vintage Friends

I live in a building with more residents than my entire hometown. When I moved in almost ten years ago I was taken aback by how chatty everyone is, I've never entered the elevator without someone greeting me kindly and on the short ride we chat casually about the weather. It is Chicago after all and the old saying goes "if you don't like the weather, just wait until the afternoon."
Weather is what brought up a discussion on what to wear in Chicago's ever-changing climate. I've been known to grumble about not being "put together" on many occasions. Part weather. Part budget.
My neighbor, Wini, mentioned that she stopped dressing up as she got older but still had many of her more "formal" gear. I mentioned I wore vintage dresses in college and had a hard time finding the longer, formal gloves that went with a 3/4 sleeve. Wini said she had LOTS, some even handed down from her mother and other female relatives. A day or two later the doorman called me to tell me I had a package. Wini had left a box of about two dozen vintage gloves at the front desk for me. The photo above shows her kind gift.

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