My first introduction to vintage occurred while playing in the dress up trunk my sisters and I had inherited from a great aunt. The images of a rose hued tulle ballgown and beaded cocktail sheath haunt me to this day (where are they now?!)
Part of the reason I love both consignment and vintage is the nature of the hunt involved in finding that treasure, of which there is ONLY one. Just like at The Closet, the dress either fits or it doesn't. It's also nice to see that not all of the fashion world has turned into a giant conglomerate run corporate machine. Upon meeting the refreshing and inspiring folks at the South Street Block Party I was pleasantly reminded that an independent vintage/secondhand culture is alive and well in Boston. You really must pay them all a visit!