“You had a lot of people going through their closets in the pandemic,” said Liana Satenstein, a senior fashion news writer at Vogue who calls herself the Schmatta Shrink. She also hosts an Instagram series called Neverworns, in which she coaches guests on discovering overlooked items from their closets, then encourages them to donate or sell what no longer works. “They wanted to offload stuff, and vintage dealers got an influx,” she said.
Ms. Satenstein, 32, is a big fan of well-chosen vintage, and she recently splurged at James Veloria, a store in Manhattan’s Chinatown that deals in designer pieces. “I got Plein Sud cheetah print super-high heels,” she said. “I want to look like a hot oligarch’s wife. Anything animal print or psychotically delicious neon color.”
Or to put it another way, “people are ready to stop wearing nap dresses and start partying,” said Blythe Marks, 26, a vintage dealer in Los Angeles and hostess for online vintage trade shows.
The Pleasure of the Eccentric
The hunger for vintage ebbs and flows, but after several years of all things anodyne and aggressively simple being the height of fashion, there is a pleasure to be found in the messy eccentricities of individualistic, pre-owned items: bold costume jewelry, wool trousers from obscure Italian designers or broken-in Hermès scarves.