In honour of the one year anniversary of the Rana Plaza factory disaster, I am reposting my assessment of my Consignment-Only experiment. From 2011-2012 I attempted to buy only secondhand clothing, with mixed results. In 2012-2013, I bought no new clothing for six months. I now shop the charity shops and TRAID in London, and learned a lot about style, myself, and ethical dilemmas in the process. Give it a read!
Separated clothes, one year on.
A year ago, I made a promise to myself and to anyone who reads this blog that I would buy no clothing that was not consignment, recycled, or free-trade for 365 days. That mark came yesterday, on the 4th September 2012.
Yesterday, six thousand miles away from the basement of my parents’ house where I first made the vow in my tiny apartment in Suwon I tried to assess the success of the experiment. I pulled all of my clothing out of the wardrobe, all the drawers, all the hidden places that I found a t-shirt stuffed into (behind the washing machine? Really?). I separated the clothing into two piles, Experiment Safe and Fail.
To my dismay, the Fail pile grew larger than I had hoped. Twenty-two pieces of fail staring at me in the face, next to an even larger…
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This is a greeat post thanks