Vecchio Vintage VIP Event

Last week I was pleasantly surprised to find a tweet from a vintage online shop I have been following for a while now, inviting me to their VIP event to coincide with the launch of their new website, and the success of their pop up shop in London. How exciting! I eagerly awaited the dates and details via email, only to find that the event was scheduled on the same day as my husband’s birthday, which we already had plans for. I had been emailing Sinead, and was very sad to let her know that I couldn’t make it, but wished her the best of luck and to let me know how it went. As it happened, the event had to be rescheduled as a few people couldn’t make it (the initial date coincided with Goodwood Revival which wouldn’t have helped!) and the new date matched up with a gig we were already going up to London for, so we decided to make a day of it!


Unusually for us, we didn’t make our way up to London until about lunchtime – the way timings worked for the VIP event and gig, and the time it would take for us to get from one to the other, we decided to have a late lunch/early dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe before making our way to Vecchio Vintage. We’ve only ever been to Edinburgh’s Hard Rock Cafe, which we go to every year on the family holiday to Scotland, but as we didn’t make it this year we couldn’t pass up the opportunity to get our annual fix! Waiting for a table is expected at a place like this, but as long as you know what’s coming, you can easily entertain yourself looking through the Rock Shop as well as the endless count of elite musical memorabilia – from a costume Elton John actually wore at a famous concert, to a Ramones bass guitar. We ended up seated next to the latter, much to Dave’s delight, and enjoyed copious amounts of fantastic food, waited upon by really friendly and helpful staff, surrounded by awesome rock music. The Hard Rock Cafe is a must, wherever you can find one, as long as you’re prepared to nurse a food baby afterwards 😉



Afterwards we made our way to Mile End Road near Stepney Green, to be greeted by owner Sharmina, Sinead and the team at the gorgeous and colourful Vecchio Vintage. The girls had done a wonderful job of decorating their pop up space with cute spray stencils of the vintage classics like Marilyn and Audrey, with beautiful fabrics draped across the ceiling. A mini party feast had been laid out, with cute nibbles and sweeties, and of course prosecco! As we sipped and munched on the gorgeous red velvet cake to celebrate the occasion, the rummaging began! We were treated to all sorts, from floral fifties dresses to eighties power jackets, cute shirtwaisters to loud playsuits.  There was also the opportunity to up the pampering even further with a retro manicure, which unfortunately I didn’t have time to sample as we had to whizz off to the gig later in the evening.


However, I didn’t quite make it out of the door without being drawn towards some sparkly gorgeousness! In a bowl of bangles, this beautiful pastel number had my name all over it – and as it fit, which is very unusual for my tiny wrists, I had to have it. I also found this cute as a button little bee, who simply had to come home with me! So sweet! 😉


We had a lovely evening with the girls at Vecchio Vintage, and I’m very excited to see their site develop and progress and watch what Vecchio continues to offer!


The Vintage Housewife x

Vintage Heartbreak

I have to say, whilst I adore my ever increasing passion and enthusiasm for vintage and the whole new side of me it has opened up, there is definitely a fairly large downside to the whole thing. It’s not to do with the slightly trickier way of shopping, or the higher costs involved. Both of those can be outweighed by the positives – shopping becomes an experience, it’s fascinating learning about the history and digging through so many wonderful prints, and of course we all know the point of vintage is paying a little bit more for classic, better quality items that if well cared for, will last and last.


No, what I’m struggling with is the regular heartbreak that comes discovering a stunning piece, and having to drag yourself through an almost breakup period every time someone else buys it before you 😥

Those who are still getting into the vintage scene may not quite understand what I’m going on about, but I’m certain I’m not the only one who feels this way. It’s not so bad when you’re out and about shopping, because generally on those occasions you are passing up items in view of something else – you are out to buy something and are favouring to buy one thing over another, so you will normally be satisfied with your decision. The problem comes when you browse through your favourite websites of an evening, just to see what’s new and keep up to date.

I dread to think how many items I’ve got saved to my Etsy favourites list after scrolling through – some items are ones I like, hoping that they’ll still be around when I decide I need to add a 70s silk shirt to my collection. Others are spectacular pieces that I can only dream about, and save them just to sigh wistfully and look at because they’re pretty. Then there are the items that fall in between, and these are the real heartbreakers. The pieces that you fall head over heels in love with, because they are beautiful yet realistic – in price and wearability – but you can’t quite do anything about them at that moment.


I recently decided that I would like to add a yellow dress to my collection at some point, and found the perfect fit pretty quickly on Etsy. It was just the right mix of cute prom dress mixed with simple day dress, and exactly the right colour. I kept an eye on it for a few months (unfortunately finances haven’t been great, so I’ve had to go a bit longer than normal before accumulating any petty cash for pretty dresses) and just in the past couple of weeks, it looks like it’s been sold 😥 I’m gutted – it fitted the image I had in my head perfectly, and any other dress I’ve found since just isn’t the same.

And this is why it’s a little like a breakup – in a very melodramatic way, I feel like I’m never going to find a dress that perfect again. It consumes me, and I’m trawling through Etsy and Loves Miss Daisy and Candy Says desperately trying to find not another dress, but that dress. I know vintage is one of a kind these days, but I can’t help but trying. Sound familiar, anyone? Luckily, I know pragmatism will eventually kick in (maybe even writing this blog post is a step towards catharsis?) and I will be able to say “It wasn’t meant to be.” Because the one will come along somewhere, somehow, that will be even more perfect than that dress. Maybe it wouldn’t have fit properly, maybe the shade of yellow would have washed me out, maybe it would have smelt of the cigarette the model seemed to be smoking…

In the meantime, I’m still falling in love with dresses and shirts whenever I look on the internet – I clearly haven’t learnt my lesson 😉 But hey, if one will have a passion!


The Vintage Housewife x