Other vintage thoughts, memories and things...

So after writing my article I have started to thinking about other vintage things I like (and have) and the ones below came to mind...

Pears soap - it was the only kind of soap - other than Dove - that my mom used when I was growing up. To this day, there is something about transparency -(it was the first transparent soap ever) that I really like. It looks clean and pretty. I love the touch, the smell and the look, or it. There is something very nostalgic (and vintage) about it that I gravitate towards. It is a fairly old soap and has been around since the late 1700's. Pears Soap was the very first registered brand and is therefore the worlds oldest existing brand ever (holy cow!) and currently the brand is celebrating its 200 years of rich heritage. Check out the vintage website here

Fragglerock - Now honestly, who doesn't love Fragglerock. It is definitely something classically vintage. It began in 1983 and well the 80's wouldn't have been the same without them. We can all bow down to Jim Henson a children's programming wonderman who made our childhood memories full of caves, puppets and song. The many crazy creatures taught to accept our cultural differences, embrace high energy and taught us allegory before we even knew what the word really meant. Thank you for grade 10 english where you learn all about it and the meaning of life in Fragglerock is ultimately revealed. Who am I kidding. All I am saying is that now a T-shirt with these characters on it seems cool and well, vintage. Thanks to the co-productions of the 80's we had Fragglerock!


A glass wine fermenting jar. Growing up my parents always had one of these that was filled with coin. We rolled it all once for our trip to Florida. That was quite a feat - thank God there were 4 of us to do it. I now have one in my loft where all the extra chance goes (it isn't as full as it should be), however, I am not looking forward to trying to count all that coin - I have a feeling it mostly nickels and pennies. This type of jar is actually used by my Grandfather when he makes his own wine. I believe he has two of them and he makes great wine. I bought mine at a winemaking place on Ossington a few summers ago.



TV. To me this definitely looks vintage. I have a vintage yellow TV. I bought it at a very small used stuff stor for cheap and I love it. I don't really know why, it doesn't do much. You can't event connect it to cable - or if you can I really don't know how - so it doesn't actually provide any content programming but it like it as an accessory to the rest of the loft. Sometimes during parties -like Nuit Blanch - we put on the static to add to the creative atmosphere. I grew up without cable and trying to finangle rabbit ears to get reception... How I ended up in the media world and loving it, without ever having it in my childhood, I will never know


Berndardin Jars. I remember boxes and boxes of Bernardin Jars. in the garage (and basement) as a kid. Sometimes we used them for Dad's pasta sauce leftovers and other times Gramma used them for pickling cucumbers - that we grew - or for storing pickled eggs (one fo my absolute favourites things to eat). I could barely find any information on Bernardin Jars online. It may be because they think their customers are all 70-90 year olds who don't know how to use the internet (no offense if you're in that age group and do know how to use Google), but I would like to tell them that they should start marketing to a different demographic and online would be a great place to start. Hell, I use them to showcase my herbal tea's so they must be coming back in style. My dad also currently uses them as he has learned to perserve. He makes jams from all the fruit trees in his backyard and as far as I know he uses Bernardin Jars because well, they are the best. And they are in this list based on the fact that they have been around forever. They need to be introduced into our current culture and the art of preserving is one integrating into and definitely worth learning even if just for our own health and future.

Gramma's slippers. Growing up in the country there is something about Gramma's slippers that just have that extra bit of coziness to them. My sisters and I used to create electric shocks with our slippers. We would slide across the living room carpet and touch the stereo's volume button and BAM we would get/give a shock. it started to become a bit of a competition - who could slide and shock the fastest! I currently have a pair of these, however, am in need of a few more pairs as they are slowly falling apart from my over use. I am sure making Gramma's slippers would be a very fun activity - However, don't really know how to knit. In my research on Gramma's Slippers I came across a website (where I also got this photo) and found step by step instructions on how to make them - anyone willing to test it out? click here to read

OK so there you have it. Some other great vintage finds (and personal treasures) to add to my vintage collection.

Cheers,
Ange

Because I love vintage...

I have lots of shoes. I have lots of purses. I have many belts and enough jewelry to be a jeweler. I have books and CD's and lots (but not enough) clothes. Much of what I own I would consider vintage. I have a vintage TV, and an old beatup filing cabinet I bought second hand. I am not someone you would call a fashionista, and am definitely no where near high fashion - although I do love to dream that one day I will be able to afford it! But I do enjoy collecting vintage items and having something that belonged to someone else, has a great story to tell and has an original flare to it - with a touch of being old. What can I say, I love vintage. I am not sure exactly what it is enjoy about it. It may be the fact that everything is one of kind. It may be the story of trying to find it. It may be knowing that no one has anything like what you have. It may be all of the above. It may have something to do with the fact that I grew up with 3 sisters and hand me downs and used clothes was part of growing up. We got new clothes in August for when school started and maybe some new clothes at Christmas. But really, new clothes were actually used clothes that we made our own. And we all loved it. It bonded us. Having 3 sisters is pretty well one of the best things in the world, especially when it comes to clothes!


On weekends growing up, my sisters and I would spend Saturday's in the Summer scourging through bins of second hand clothes from an old converted barn called "The Clothes Barn" just down the way from our old farm house (pic below). The Barn wasn't too far from the house so we would walk down "Hwy 20" - yes it was a highway in the middle of the country- but it was less than a block away so it wasn't too far. It was a very fun memory in my childhood. Clothes were only a dollar a pound and there were lots of them. But you had to find the good ones and it took time. All the clothes were categorized into bins labelled shirts, pants, winter coats, shoes and jeans. You rummaged through the big bins (we usually were inside of them because you can do that at 14 years old) searching for something that was your size. I liked paying attention to fabrics and searching for something I could "use" somehow. It didn't have to be my size, I just had to find a way to use it right and it would have a purpose. There was always an array of fabrics, and most times we came home with some great cheap finds! I wouldn't doubt that there would be some people who would pay killer coin for some of the phenomenal finds that were picked out of that place.

As me (and my sisters) all grew up and moved apart, vintage shopping still kept is shine. Value Village, Goodwills and small vintage shops would never see us coming. But we would come ready to shop, ready to find the deals and ready to try on the entire store full of potential great finds. We would revamp our wardrobes with only $100. I usually come out of the day with an array of accessories (belts, shoes and purses) and would sometimes find great clothing, but in most cases, I banked (and still do bank) on the fact that accessory and shoe shopping is usually the most successful and accountable in the second hand world.

Vintage clothing shopping is definitely another one of my hobbies (outside of regular shopping and of course drinking wine). I really love the thrill of finding a deal, not to mention having more clothes. I also love the idea that odds are no one has what you have. Your wardrobe becomes completely unique and your very own.

I asked my sister [Teresina] what she remembered about the barn and she said the bullets below...

"Hey Ange, here are a few things that I remember from "THE BARN":
  • Hot summer days, when we were bored and had nothing to do, we would either walk or ride our bikes down the road to the barn (we would always try to bring a garbage bag filled with clothes back so that the guy running the place would give us a better deal because he knew we were his neighbours and that we were walking/biking back home)
  • It always felt weird coming back from the barn carrying a big garbage bag - like we were homeless or something. But we knew we got the best deals in town, a garbage bag was a small price to pay
  • The best items were always found in the box labeled "vintage", right on the end, we would spend hours sifting through all the clothes trying to find the "good stuff". We always had a sorting system where we would put all the "discarded" clothes to one corner of the big bins until we reached the bottom, then push them all over to the other side and look through the other side - just so we didn't miss anything.
  • The best was when all the clothes were in bins and we paid a $1 a pound SO CHEAP!!! - but if you got a coat or shoes (which were heavy) it seemed like you were paying too much (which, looking back now was still dirt cheap, but when you get paid 3 bucks a week for allowance, you wanted to get as much as you could for your money)
  • Every year we always found at least 1 leather jacket/coat that we both loved and would "share", but it always looked better on you (I'm so not even making this up! LOL)
  • We loved to go to the Barn right before school started in September to try to find some "new" clothes that we could wear with out "new" clothes that mom/dad bought for us for the new school season


When I started in wine, it was vintage 1998. The summer of 1998 was a pretty great vintage for Ontario wine. I still have a bottle of 1998 Meritage from Vineland Estates Winery (which I will be opening on the eve of May 1st ). This is the second bottle of Vineland Meritage from 1998 that I will be opening. This bottle fortunately has been well taken care of cellared well - unlike bottle number 1 and I am really looking forward to it.

When it comes to wine, a "vintage" is the year of which the grapes have grown in the vineyard. Each and every vintage has it own unique style, tasting profile, set of climatic differences, and winemaker decisions. Just as vintage clothing is known for its one of kind nature and its exclusive allure, wine is also, and very often, one of a kind. When you find a wine you love, odds are it won't taste the exact same each and every year - there are many unpredictable things that could happen with each new vintage. Of course there are wines that are steady eddy's every year that produce the same wine, but to me, it is all about the vintage. From my shoes, to my belts, to my wine.

Some of my personal favourite vintages are:
1998 - My work in the Wine Industry began
2001 - Graduation from South Lincoln High School
2005 - Graduation from Brock University
2007 - One of the best years of my life and a historic vintage when it comes to wine

When I think about Vintage I also think about vintage music (Madonna & Whitney Houston), vintage TV (Golden Girls, Gilligan's Island, MASH) and vintage photography. All of which I also love and appreciate. (yes I have a MASH t-shirt that I probably bought at the barn still to this day!)

When you search "Vintage" in Wikipedia the immediate definition has to do with wine. Which I thought was very interesting and quite 'ange' related. My other dream job - other than drinking and marketing wine for a living - would be to a vintage shopper. I wonder if there is a way to do both and make a healthy living?

As I drink a glass of Tawse 2006 Pinot Noir, its earthy notes and medium to full bodied flavour, mild leather and black fruit (mostly blackberry) as well as anise (I can see the sediment too!) brings me back to my vintage days of playing on a tire swing, late night bonfires and childhood "vintage" memories. Somehow, all related to wine... which motivates me to open another bottle :)

Cheers,
Ange

Sports | Accessories | Wine

So I have come to realize that my brain isn't really built for sports. Now don't get me wrong, there are many sports that truly tickle my fancy but each in their own little way.

Baseball I love to watch live, but you'll never catch me tuning in on TV, or checking out scores, or reading the paper about them. Hockey I appreciate. I believe in its Canadiana and it soul as well as the fact that it is truly an intense sport. I enjoy going to hockey games, but for some reason - and please don't judge me - even after years of various people explaining the sport to me, I still don't fully understand the intricacies of the game and I have kind of given up. I do know that the goal is to get the puck inside the net - but please don't ask me any other questions. Soccer, I am learning to be passionate about. I enjoy going to live games - but only under good weather conditions - being in those stands on a cold rainy day is S&*t. I have a pretty pink jersey too -and the corn on the cob at the stadium is a ripe off but boy is it good. Boxing I really dont undertand one bit, from the culture to the painstaking blood wounds. Basketball - now there is one sport I do understand and truly love. I can watch it, play it, understand it and am passionate about it. I played basketball a lot as a kid. I was enrolled in minor leagues and my Dad even coached me for a season. I played in elementary school and high school and was always point guard. I could run. I hated practicing and the details of it all, but I loved running down the court as quick as I could after a rebound, getting passed the ball and getting a basket while everyone else was still at the other end of the court (I look tall in the picture below but really I was one of the smallest on the team! I am number 14)So yes, I defintely do baseketball. I have a Chris Bosh Jersey I wear whenever I go to an NBA game and always root for the Raptors no matter how many games they may lose. I played Volleyball too - which is another sport I love, but that you dont see on mainstream media, but the feel of sand under your feat on a hot day during a game of beach volleyball is irreplaceable. I play Golf, but unfortunately I don't pay attention to the Masters, and can't even stand watching the game - it is too slow moving, but playing it is a whole other story. I love cracking a ball down the fairway and sipping on wine in a golf cart - now that to me a pretty awesome way to spend a day.

At a recent Baseball Game (and yes I do know the rules and regulations of this sport) I began to wonder if the game itself is really an acccessory to life as we know it! And although I do love the game, I barely pay attention to it. I usually go sporting my jersey, trying to look cool like the other sporty peeps at the game and tend to usually order nachos. I have noticed though that I tend to always bring to the game someone I want to spend my time with. After all, any workaholic knows that you never get any time to spen with your friends, family or your significant other, so sometimes you gotta take what you can get and make the best of it! After a few innings (and a few glasses of wine in a plastic cup), I tend find myself somewhat bored with the game and feel as though I should be catching up and with some one-on-one time with the person beside me. So I start to chat and the game fads into the background. Life goes on and I get to multi-task. Drink wine, gossip/flirt and sort of watch the game.The game makes a great accessory to the evening - it kind of sits in the background and the conversation takes front row. As I sip my wine and play catch-up I have lost interest in the game and as conversation flows and laughter breaks out, I seem to have lost interest in my wine too. They both have become an accessory to what is really important in our lives...the people.

Wine can match with any sport. We all know that wayne Gretzky has a great portfolio of wines, so does Greg Norman and Mike Weir. Just as sports can become a passion for many hockey, baseball and soccer fans, wine has also creeped its way into the sports world. I bet there are many a baseball players who dine in Yorkville and enjoy a great bottle of wine with lunch and/or dinner but can't pronounce what type of grape it is or where the wine is from. So even though I may not know everything about all sports, I do certainly know at least a little about the ones I love and play. I also love to share and experience sports with my friends, collegues and family. Just like a piece of jewelry, sports (and wine) can add to the occasion, the outfit, and the experience.

What I do know is that wine and sports have much in common and these are just a few of their similarities:
  • They bring people together and can be shared with friends and family
  • Rain or shine for there is a sport/wine for everyone
  • You can find both sports and wine all around the world
  • Each year (vintage) winemakers/coaches deal with a new team of players/weather conditions
  • They both evoke a sense a celebration
  • They both can be used on a date to impress someone
  • They both involve skill, passion and patience
  • They both involve teamwork and dedication
  • Both sport and wine have followers and bloggers
  • They both can be seen as accessories to a get together, an environment and even an outfit
  • There are wine chicks and there are sporty chicks
And last but not least they both can be enjoyed even if you know nothing about them! Wine and Sports (and I am sure many other items) are accessories to our lives. They add to the moment, to the experience, to the people and to the memories and you don't have to know everything to enjoy them!

So excuse me while I grab a bottle of vino and try to figure out which sporting
event I should go to next!

Cheers,
Ange