Growing up I always used to shop in Oxfam. I'd find things for 50p and then take them home, cut them up and make them into something new.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I edit things down, and I've got a massive dressing room in the country, and so all the things I'm not going to wear but don't want to get rid of go there. And all the stuff I want to get rid of goes to Oxfam.
I don't want the technology of the 1950s, but I want the free market of the 1950s.
The idea of being a young 50 sounds like you're trying to kid yourself, like a Harley-Davidson or something. I've bought a dressage horse instead.
I shop at thrift stores a lot. I have a lot of silver pitchers and I put my flowers in those. I collect antiques, so there are a lot of old rocking chairs... My friends call my home the vortex because nobody wants to leave.
I have lots of vintage clothes.
I love buying things. I could be one of those crazy hoarders.
I spend far too much time on eBay buying lamps and upholstery remnants.
My big places to shop are Wal-Mart and Target - seriously. That is where half of my stuff comes from now.
The concept of Shwopping is so clever, I think. The idea is that every time someone goes shopping, they can take an unwanted item of clothing and pop it in the recycling bin in their M&S store for Oxfam.
I am a product of the 1950s.