Yeah, it happened! It finally happened! I hosted my first clothes swap since the pandemic started. It all went so smoothly, as if we all have it down. My friends Julie and Judith with whom I have shared hosting duties in the past, laughed that some of the clothes being exchanged had made prior appearances.
That's okay. They have found new owners while we shared our own woes and misgivings. What will happen to Roe v. Wade? Why is this country so fucked up? What can we do?
Julie holding a bathing suit top that she is ready to part with.
Anyone want a cashmere turtleneck?
The dress was one I bought in Italy a few years ago. Deborah is taking over ownership.
The hostess -- aka me -- wearing a hand tailored silk jacket made in Vietnam, and a Monsoon dress found in a charity shop in Edinburg. The jacket went to Judith -- for now. Pants are mine (TJ purchase).
Judith tells the story of this red dress. The "narrative" is the best part: each garment holds a story.
Alicia now owns cute black suede platform shoes.
And the red dress goes to... Deborah!
A silk skirt remained orphaned.
A Boden dress has found a new owner.
Interesting how the same dress looks different on different bodies.
