Spring, in itself, brings back my memories of school coming to a close and people with a happier disposition because the cold weather begins to vanish. No longer am I cooped inside to watch the snow fall, and hear the cold whip of the wind (which I do love), but going outside to bask in the greatness of nature. I love taking walks, running, eating ice cream, and simply enjoying the fantastic weather outside. I look forward to warmer days but with colder nights that I am able to spend with friends and loved ones. I also enjoy the chance to wear some of my favorite pieces like polos, jean jackets, Sperry’s, chinos and canvas tennis shoes—not to mention bright colors to rep’ the season.
It one of those seasons where a gentleman is able to still wear things that he has enjoyed over the months and mix it with the bright colors of warmer months. In the hotter weather, I like to bring out colors like yellow, green, and pink and mix them with others that I have been wearing for some interesting layers.
This being said – upon my weekly thrifting travels, I found this yellow bag with rope handles—a dope piece that will for the future weeks complement the vibrant colors I plan to wear. Also, to go along with the bag find, I snatched some rubber stamps during this trip, which I chose to add some depth to the carry-on. Honestly, like past pieces I have worked on, the stamping was really easy and added some value to an already distinguished piece.
I find a significance in how some things like this yellow tote may have at one time been something that traveled from ocean to ocean with it’s owner and saw the very depths of their power. Possession of this bag and changing its character has made it into something fresh and able to travel where I may in the world. There is something to be said for how we take objects as they are or how we construct them into something new for the world to behold. Remember this the next time you thrift a great piece and cherish it for the shape, color and the unknown history that it brings with it.
Classically Yours,
ZRH