Last weekend had the most beautiful fall weather. It was nice and warm but without the humidity. I opted for an outfit with movement—a peasant blouse, a long and flowing skirt, and a bandana. All three had different patterns, but it was a risk I was willing to take. My husband asked me what I was wearing or what I was supposed to be, and I confidently replied, “Oh, I’m a gypsy!” It might not have been a good idea to walk around commercial establishments proclaiming that I was a vagabond weeks before the holiday of costumes and candy corn… Being dressed as such made me think about my familial connection with haggling. My mother did it. My grandmother did it. The culture I grew up with did it. I think it’s okay to ask the seller to knock off a few cents or dollars once in a while, especially when you’ve only really got a few dollars to spare, but to insistently squabble for a hard bargain just seems unattractive. I get uncomfortable and somewhat ashamed when the older ladies in my family tenaciously insist on a generous markdown and leave the place in a mild hissy fit when they don’t get what they want. It’s all so…. exhausting! Of course, there is an appropriate setting to do this, such as the downtown area with street vendors and flea markets—not at retail stores where it’s obvious that the hard-up cashiers do not control the pricing. Don’t get me wrong about my opinion of haggling in general. I don’t consider myself wealthy nor am I, in a realistic sense, poor. I am in fact blessed but very thrifty, so I think haggling is fine just as long as you don’t get yourself or the seller emotionally distressed because of your behavior. Vendors are probably already being treated like bottom-feeders everyday by hungry, selfish, social-climbing fashionistas/(fascististas) who haggle Louis Vuitton knock-offs of all things. For shame. They’re free to do this in America, but they would probably be outlaws in Europe for buying or selling imitation items. I guess that makes sense, because a lot of these designers getting aped (and style raped) are from Europe!
Here’s a(n) hilarious, satiric scene from Monty Python’s Life of Brian. It’s extreme reverse-haggling! This would be even MORE stressful:
What I wore: Candie’s chunky-heeled sandals, Forever 21 retro sunglasses
P.S.: I hope this outfit covers the three types of clothing I’ve been asked to show more of in my blog for inspiration—casual, warm-weather, and farm-type clothes.
Thanks to Natasha for interviewing me! Read the interview on her blog.