I love my job(s) but on certain days I just want to be a vintage garms dealer.
Take Pendleton Dave. OK, so occasionally he has to deal with not-knowing people who pick up a vintage piece and say Have you got this in any other sizes? But I'm not talking about that part of the job, of course.
I'm talking about the unearthing part, the discovery part of the gig.
Imagine the buzz Dave must have had when he found these - a tangible, direct connection to the past,virtually untouched for decades.
Going beyond fashion, taste and style they tell us about how people lived and worked, struggled, invented and progressed - to now.
Probably made in the late 1920's, Headlight was an east coast workwear brand who kitted out railroad workers. They had a location, for example, in Detroit.
Belt loops, crotch rivet, suspender buttons and a cinch-back, maybe these overalls are a deluxe model - or, as people moved away from braces to belts, perhaps they're an indication of workwear in transition. Maybe they're both.
That's what's so intriguing about them - and Dave's job.
The hardest part of the job for me would be to let stuff like these jeans go - no matter how much someone was willing to pay.
Dream on Jules, dream on, I hear you say.
