I glazed over the unemployment part pretty quickly in my first post, and I feel like I should likely revisit it - I haven't been unemployed since I was 14. That's right - I have had at least one job since I was eligible to work.
Going through a divorce is hard, but try getting let go from your job mere weeks before you are set to sign your divorce papers - rock bottom just got a little deeper.
Talking about my story wouldn't be complete without a mention of my most recent job. I have always loved planning events - meticulous details and beautiful takeaway photos are some of my very favorite things. I was given the opportunity to work for a non-profit that hosts an event featuring a silent auction of luxury handbags and accessories, which benefits one of their many programs.
I allowed myself to become so swept up in the event that it essentially took over my persona. While I cared about the mission of the organization and the people in the community that were being served, my job was to be fancy - or at least, that's how it felt.
Meeting with vendors, picking out linens, florals and lighting options, choosing between beef wellington bites and chicken satay with a lovely pan-Asian sauce, had me so far removed from the mission that I bonded with no one. I was the girl that came in, played with handbags, only worked part-time and wore fancy shoes. The end.
I am quite certain this was a common conversation, "That's Krissi over there playing with Gucci belts and Louis Vuitton Neverfulls while we are out here saving the world one person at a time."
Where I once liked nice things, and wanted to have them - I molded myself into someone that needed to have them, or be perceived as having them at least.
Luxury should be about so much more than the perception of wealth, and that is my takeaway - and the lesson I needed to learn before letting go of this chapter.
"Luxury, in fashion, is a trifecta of concepts - allowing a physical object to represent the history and heritage of a person, brand, or fashion house, the artistic vision and creative capabilities of a designer, or creative director, and the skills and talents of a master craftsmen. These things come together to live forever in the creation of a physical object of unparalleled beauty and quality that takes on a life of its own as it is enjoyed by those who own it."
- Pierce, Chicologie
Pierce, came in to help authenticate handbags for the event, but also to curate a collection of vintage items. Did I mention Pierce is 21...endlessly impressed with him.
Luxury should make you feel good, but it should also be a representation of your own personal style - not just what logo you think people want to see. Eight months ago, I wouldn't have been caught dead carrying a Coach bag - why? Perception. Now, some of my very favorite pieces are vintage, or almost vintage Coach items, Pierce and I found at second hand sales and he restored. If you haven't checked out Designer Dress Days (@dddcleve on Instagram) you should!
Moral of the story - stop pretending to be something you're not, to be favored by people that don't matter, and won't be there for you when things go up in flames anyway. Stick with what you can afford, find your ride or dies, identify your passion and work hard to achieve your own goals.
Interested in learning more about Chicologie? Pierce will be hosting an exciting event soon (once the world starts spinning again), featuring a capsule collection of vintage luxury, his top picks from the 2010s and a Kent State University Museum Preview - - - > shoot me a message, and I can be sure to get you an invite when the updated date is released! You can also follow him on Instagram - @pm.chicologie