second-hand clothes and hand-me-downs, I haven’t always found being dressed in other people’s clothes a positive experience.
Violins at the ready: at school, someone recognised the highly distinctive, lime-green Crimplene dress with puffed, floral print sleeves I had been proudly wearing until they announced to the rest of the class that it belonged to Erica Jackson (not her real name), my mum’s friend’s daughter.Even though it was not uncommon for a child of the 1970s to be decked out in second-hand clothes, the social humiliation burned deep.
At the time I was mortified, but today I would be seen as an eco-heroine, sharing and recycling clothes as part of a more sustainable way of living.
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