I dug up a fantastic article by Reyhan Harmanci for the San Francisco Chronicle, Rag Trade: Cashing in on Vintage, or Just Old, Clothes. The article is written in 2005, but from what I’ve observed personally, here in Austin, the practice of professional pickers selling to BX (Buffalo Exchange) has only grown:
The opportunity to convert used clothing into cash has created a new job: professional seller. Known as “pickers,” professional sellers can be a blessing or a curse to a store, depending on their approach to their line of work and the store’s reliance on their goods. The push and pull at the buy counter between the buyer and seller can be contentious; at its best, it’s a symbiotic relationship, based on a singular love of fashion.
At its worst, it’s a parasitic situation, in which the picker leeches off the store, preying on inexperienced buyers or dealing in stolen merchandise. Buyers, too, can sour the deal by rejecting good clothing to spite the seller or copping an attitude that, as Mascola says, “makes you feel like you’re going to see your social worker.”
Again with the judgement/shame issue I’m mentioned in other BX posts. But where do these professional sellers find enough clothes worthy to pass the knowing eyes of the buyers… and still turn a profit?
Through a friend, he heard that the place to go to was As Is, a nickname for the giant Goodwill on Van Ness and Market streets that wheels out bins of newly donated clothing every morning. “I started to get clued in, looking around at what was current, started reading fashion magazines for inspiration.
“Now I treat it like an art form,” he says, without a smile. Although Mascola has sold clothing at least once a week for six years, it’s never been a full-time job. “The profit margin is too thin; it would be too hard,” he says. “It’s more like a hobby.” He does allow that selling clothes beefs up his income from his retail job in the Castro.
The Austin version of the ‘As Is’ in San Francisco? The Blue Hangar. There, I’ve said it. The secret is out in the open, and surely I’ve made an enemy or two. And the only reason I’m revealing this juicy little secret (that’s sort of out and about with the insiders, anyways) is because my day job prevents me from regular digs and pays me enough to just go buy the stuff for a higher price all pre-picked and sized at BX anyways.
The Blue Hangar on Springdale is supposedly where the clothes that have been sitting unsold on the racks for over three weeks at the regular Goodwills go to be tossed in piles on giant tables and sold for $1.25 a piece. They clear the tables and replace with fresh stock once, sometimes twice, a day and at that point the still unsold goods are compacted into bales and sold as such, often to third world countries. But a few years ago on one particularly stellar run, I quizzed the employee checking me out about the sources and she told me that often when the Goodwill stores were full and they were getting more donations than the stores could process, they’ll send the overflow straight to the Blue Hanger, unsorted. Ah ha! I knew the things that I found wouldn’t have lasted three weeks in the Goodwill store. So folks, right at the end of the month when everyone is moving and ditching stuff is THE time to hit the Blue Hanger.
I’ve shopped there for years, and during my last unemployment stint I’d go and load up with a combination of items for myself… and items to sell at BX. It’s super tricky, because you really have to know what those buyers want. I was pretty much able to break even and cover my costs of the whole run, but then again I took BX credit not cash. I was still out a wee bit of cash overall, but got to shop at BX basically for the cost of my time. I’d occasionally see BX employees there digging, too, but my costumer friend who’s there all the time has said that recently its intensified. And on a recent BX sell, I got into a conversation with a buyer who told me about a friend who was supporting her live music/drinking habit through selling finds from the Blue Hanger to BX.
Which brings up an accusation I’ve heard many times that BX employees favor their friends, or friends of friends, or ‘cool people’ when buying. (more…)
Mihal Freinquel offers up this take on the difference between fashion and style:
Fashion is the understanding of what’s vogue, what’s in and what’s current — it’s a following-the-leader game that requires little skill and anybody can partake in with the right means. Style, however, is a personal reflection; a personal rendering of fashion. It’s creativity, the ability to make something your own — and even if somebody else is wearing the same coat, it looks different on you because you wear it in a way that only you can.
Alright, not all that different than what we’ve heard before. Then she defines style by giving an example of what it is not.
…no matter how much guidance she gets, her outifts will be forever wrong-looking. As an example, I’m going to use Britney Spears, because no matter how many designer duds this lady has, she can’t seem to put a cohesive outfit together to save her life:
See, Tammy has a problem that most fashion-minded people have, which is that she can look at women on the street or mannequins, or she can flip through magazines to find out what’s “in.” But if one doesn’t have the style filter in which she can process the “fashion”, she will simply be left with garments. And when a style-less person is left with garments, she is left to put together outfits at her own discretion. Even though Tammy sometimes gets one or two of the outfit elements right, there is always something about it that is, well…off. The earrings, the pants being bootcut when they should be skinny, the shoes being flats when they should be stiletto — these are fashion calls that people with style can make on their own, it’s called putting together a fly outfit. And sorry, you can have all the fashionable garments in the world, but if you don’t know how to work them and make them all they can be, you might as well not spend your money on them in the first place.
This is why that 20 yr old who works in the coffee shop can scrounge from the $1.25 piles at the Blue Hangar and look devastatingly cool whilst her well-off counterpart can spend 100 times as much and end up looking like a suburban gold digger desperate housewife wannabe.
The style filter is where the X-Factor comes in. That undefinable, impossible to quantify and extremely difficult to articulate something that is ever so subtle difference between a fashion risk being applauded or derided. Did you ‘get it right’ or get it wrong? For those in the know tastemakers and gatekeepers will be oddly in consensus on that fact.
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