Saved by the Chanel

Its good to be back, I had abandoned by blog for almost a year because I just lost inspiration. I lost myself, I became super busy in my job and working in merchandising for a major retailer was actually becoming no fun. I found myself losing my passion for fashion while working in fashion.
Almost makes no sense but sometimes when you submerge yourself in something and you don't have any creative freedom it can put you in a funk.

Recently though I stumbled upon the deal of the decade. I was thrift store shopping and I fell upon the holy grail.... Yes I'm talking about a piece of Chanel. I'm talking about the coveted black jacket. I could have died.

It really was the deal of the decade because almost ten years ago I was in a catholic thrift store and in a bin of bags I saw a gold-chained strap sticking out, I thought how great it would be if it was a real Chanel and so I yanked it from the rubbish and there it was in all its glory. It was a beautiful giant lamb-leather Chanel bag. I rushed it up to the counter, cash in hand ready to give the nun behind the counter whatever cash I had and promise of my first born if she let me leave with this bag. She was ringing me out and paused, "oh dear this bag has a scuff." "Half price."
I am not sure if I was cheating God or if it was his gift but I made it out of there with my most prized possession for half off thrift store price.

Finding this piece of fashion holy-ness recently made me realize that its not the material label or price tag that draws me to it. Its owning a piece of fashion history.  Owning pieces that the greatest designer in the history of designers laid out the blue prints for like she was Da Vinci and this was the Sistine chapel. I realized that I worshiped how perfectly it compliments a dress or dresses up a pair of jeans. I see how she created an image of a powerful independent woman with simple and impeccable taste. I've realized that I don't just have an unhealthy addiction to shopping I have a great appreciation for wearable art.

Point is, Im glad I found my mojo. Who knew that an impeccably tailored jacket would restore it. Im glad I am back to sharing my thoughts and ideas because that is what I love. Thank you Coco for showing me the way, after all I don't do Fashion, I am Fashion- Coco Chanel.