March 6, 2009

Escapism in a Louis Vuitton trunk

In these dismal times, one of my little obsessions is to escape to all the amazing fashion blogs. I am not talking about the mainstream fashion blogs like Style.com, or The Cut.  The bloggers I am referring to vary from high school girls in California, Texas and Oregon to corporate types in Paris looking for an outlet. What I love is the creativity with inexpensive clothing from thrift stores, Urban Outfitters, H&M.....

I thought I wanted a career in the fashion industry so started as a barely paid assistant at a prestigious PR company in London, that represented Ferragamo, Louis Feraud, Louis Vuitton, Principles, Wolford, Cerruti to name a few.  It was a harrowing experience as the owner had daily temper tantrums, throwing various objects around the office and yelling at anyone in eyesight. The rung I was on there was so low I didn't even have an office to retreat to or a sturdy desk to hide under.    

I was in charge of looking after all the samples from the designers that we kept at the offices.  I would hand deliver pieces to photo shoots when needed, and/or retrieve them.  A product nanny, in a sense.  It was a brutal job, but I was very young and wanting to learn everything I could.  The one saving grace of the day was GEORGE MICHAEL.  This was at the height of WHAM fame.  All the girls in the office would watch him walk past, our jaws on the floor - sometimes we got a bargain and Andrew Ridgeley would be with him.  Their offices were in the same building as ours.

At the end of every season, all the samples had to be removed as the new season's line was coming in.  That was my other job - to lug pounds of designer clothing and accessories to the local Op Shop (Thrift shop). Most were rejected as I was always told that my wares wouldn't be great sellers, "weird looking clothes and shoes" that to me were brilliant.  A substantial amount of those rejectees found a home with me.

I have some fond memories of my days at the PR company.  My most favorable memories are not set at the office though but chaperoning huge Louis Vuitton trunks to photo shoots in fabulous places in and around London, driver and all. 

11 comments:

Fifi Flowers said...

OOOOOOOOOOOOH MY... Wham boys were soooo cute in the old days... and original Louis V was the rage at the same time... WOW... MEMORIES!!!

So Lovely said...

It was a really fun time. I had no idea what I was doing half the time, but I look back now and laugh. Strangely I now live very near where George was arrested for a "lewd" act in a park bathroom.

La Belette Rouge said...

I still have a little Wham rap on my I-Pod. Those were the days and I did have a LV bag back then too. Now I am less in love with Louis.
Did you get the LV trunk as a parting gift from you job? I hope so.
xo

The Storialist said...

Wow. I loved hearing about your experience...so fun!! Do you have pictures of the products that you took?

Mr. Peacock said...

What a wonderful story...
and Wham!!!!

So Lovely said...

LBR - Hello love. I adore the Wham Bam I Am A Man!
No sadly the trunks had to stay but I have a friend who lives in Italy and has an attic filled with antique Louis trunks, covered in dust! xo

So Lovely said...

The Storialist: Strangely I have no idea where most of them have disappeared to. But I have moved to and from so many different countries they have "evaporated" in the moves.

Mr Peacock:I still adore George Michael. He is so incredibly talented and a lovely person. He is a tortured soul.

judy aldridge said...

I loved that story--I was living in Tokyo in Wham's heyday. That really brings back fond memories. I still love George Michael too...judy

Liberty London Girl said...

Hmm, sounds like Aurelia (maybe a bit early for her tho) or Phyllis Walters to me! LLGxx

Charlie Circus said...

Hi Judy: I have never ventured to Tokyo but always wanted to go. xC

Charlie Circus said...

LLG: Hi there - lovely to see you. You are on the right track if they screamed and resembled banshees. CC