Where my vintage obsession began!

Im sat on my gorgeous fresh bed on this stunning spring eve. The light that fills this room makes everything look beautiful. The sky outside has gone from a deep orange to a crisp blue ready for the stars to be lit. Across me I see my wardrobe, all my clothes on display, and i suddenly realise i have the wardrobe of my dreams. There are all colors you can dream of, wonderful sixties print dresses and tops, high waisted floral mini skirts, high waisted jeans and sailor shorts, oriental wrap around dresses, silks and lace peaking through, 10940's and 50's tea dresses and not to forget my all time wonderful polka dot collection. Outfits inspired from the 20s right through to the nineties... fabulous!
I started to think back to where my obsession began for all this old retro and vintage fashion. I remember being little and feeling out of place with all the clothes everyone was into at school, and i wasn't that impressed with the styles i saw on tv and in magazines. My aunt used to visit us from Germany and she always wore these lovely 50s/60s tea dresses and little pumps with them, she looked so feminine yet casual, and with a tailoress for a mother i couldn't help but noticed the beauty in certain fabrics and how they would move when being worn, It wasn't long before i realised how all the materials of my time were just cheap and tacky. So every time i saw someone on the telly or a old picture, wearing fantastic old clothes from the 20s to the 70s i would instantly fall in love with these images. I began to dream of being able to own a dress or shoes like my auntie would wear. I was also bought up with parents who were greatly into old 60s 70s rock music like the stones and Hendrix, so i would become crazily absorbed with the fashions of those times as well as the music. more and more i compared the beauty of times long gone by in the fashion world compared to my present world, and they were so much more stunning. I was completely wrapped up in it, and didn't know how i could start gaining the look i so much wanted and loved. so slowly, piece by piece, from the age of 11 i would collect rare vintage items or great old finds in charity shops and hand me downs. Slowly i began to feel more like myself and who i really am... just a old soul in this new world.