Whenever I find a truely beautiful vintage item, I'm always especially impressed with 'what great shape it's in'. Had I been a product of the 40s rather than the 80s, the quality of clothing wouldn't excite me in such a way, it would be expected.

As we settle comfortably into this age of gluttonous consumourism, let us not forget the beauty of all things handmade-with-love, and pieces that last decades rather than seasons.