The leaves fade, the air cools, the harvest is already reaped. Autumn is our reminder that darkness is upon us, and all things fade.
I am not a party thrower. Growing up, I hated parties, I hated having big birthdays, and I definitely got stressed out over the thought of people coming over to my home.
Even though I’m still that way, somewhat, I have come to realize that in order to build a community and do things I love, I’m going to have to suck it up and throw an event from time to time.
So, to celebrate my love of hand me downs and shopping, I decided to host a clothing swap.
For those of you wondering, a clothing swap is when you get a group of friends with similar, yet tastefully different, styles together to trade out clothes they no longer want. Essentially, you make a pop-up, currency-free Plato’s Closet (but without the disappointing clothing rejection).
Sound like fun? Well if you love clothes like me, here’s how you make it happen.
It’s the eve of all hallowed’s eve. Is that a thing? Well, we’re going to make it one.
In order to get into the Halloween mindset, take a listen to Rosetint’s spooky, Halloween themed playlist of dirty-lofi, cult songs, and jams to pump you up for your actual Halloween eve, watch some Youtube videos made by friends, and take in the vintage vibes of Halloween’s past (and even some made new).
I always come back to the drawing board.
“Oh this is a great idea, I can stick with that forever!”
Then a month goes by, and I find something problematic with the idea. Edit. Edit. Edit.
Though that’s what I love to do. If you stripped away the local politics and human resource management aspects of editing as a career, I would gladly say that editing my college newspaper was my favorite job.
My latest round of edits to Rose Tint flopped. “Let’s make it submission based!” Great idea, except I don’t have an engaged readership yet.
I’m not a big mall shopper, for one, I hate the heckling from center aisle cart salesmen, the prices, and the focus of waste and consumerism, but my niece is having her second birthday and she loves earrings, so off to Claire’s I went to find some stick on baby earrings.
While there, I made a stop into a southern-based store which I can best describe as a women’s only, southern version of Urban Outfitters. I really like the shop, I’m not sure where they source their clothing from, so I’m not going to endorse them or anything yet, but the shop has cool style.
While casually window shopping, I saw a rack called “Vintage Renewal”…I took a look. T-shirts. T-shirts as far as the eye can see. T-shirts I’ve probably passed in the thrift store. Airbrush tees, beach tees, University of Alabama tees. They had them, and they were cut up. And they were $30.
I chuckled to myself.
As a southern girl, going out “without your face on” is often deemed heresy. “You never know who you’ll see when you’re out and about, so always be ready!” was a common line I remember, and while I personally love makeup, brushing on big eyebrows, and winging my eyeliner, I now know that those products are not my face, my face is my face.
Hey, this is the first post highlighting an independently own business on Rose Tint, something I’m extremely excited and passionate about. While it’s local to me (based in Alabama) Southern Trash has ways to buy online, making it local to anyone. Slow fashion (as opposed to sweatshop produced fast fashion) exists to counteract our growing waste as a world. Milly has built a business created on the slow fashion concept and I can’t wait for you to hear about it. Enjoy!
Milly started Southern Trash when she was a little girl.
Not the actual store, but the idea, even if she didn’t know it.
“My grandmother was super into thrifting and we would go to thrift stores all the time,” Milly Baine, the owner and founder of Florence, Alabama’s newest vintage store, Southern Trash, told me on a hot August afternoon.
I have not forgotten my promise to write almost every day. Honestly, in the past two days, I’ve written more for myself than I have in a very long. It’s invigorating and empowering.
As I write, I remind myself that I want to keep Rosetint. I love this concept I created, and I want to keep it forever as my experimental platform. It has evolved with me all through college and I don’t want to let it go.
But do I want it to my “platform” *cough cough* my career?
I’m listening to Tusk right now, having just passed “Sara” and am wiping the subsequent tears from my eyes. Man, I think, Stevie Nicks is the most talented song writer out there. The song, a beautiful tribute to loss, hits me every time, I doubt I could ever conjure words so touching and aching to remember something. That’s why I listen and marvel.