Next time you buy ‘fashion’, look at how and where it is made.

 

Most Fashion items are made in third world countries. I have also been guilty of buying items and not looking at where they are made. Worse is, often we buy goods made using child labour. To add to the misery we end up choosing a Prime Minister who delights in locking up those that are trying to escape the misery. Even when Australia is finally turning a corner and most of us want the refugees freed from detention, Scott Morrison our PM, is going nuts and will do ‘Anything’ to prevent the legislation from changing that would alleviate their misery. He is a true hater of compassion and a fervent believer in his brand of Christianity!

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23 Responses to “Next time you buy ‘fashion’, look at how and where it is made.”

  1. Yvonne Says:

    It’s all so darn sad. Karma will get him!

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      Yes, Yvonne.
      Let Karma even things out. It is not good for anxiety to be drawn into all that misery. Did I tell you my hearts works 26%? That bit of delightful news came via a Nuclear medical heart scan.
      I made pancakes this morning and that eased the anxiety a lot.

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      • Yvonne Says:

        Whoa, that’s tough news about your heart. What is the cause, and what are they doing about it? Hugs to the 3 of you. I wonder if we will ever meet in person? Funny how online folks become like friends, thank goodness for blogs.

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      • gerard oosterman Says:

        I knew something was getting a bit breathless, Yvonne. The x-ray showed an enlarged heart. The cardiologist put me on different medications with complicated names. After 5 weeks and this scan, the result was that the heart isn’t pumping as sufficiently as it should. At my age, about 60/70 % and not 26%. So, now a doing a regime of exercises (walking) and swallowing medication to thin blood and lower systolic pressure together with other tablets that do other ‘things’.
        The cardiologist had a heart attack himself so he could not come higher recommended.
        Helvi is also coping with heart problems which came about through the Herceptin treatment for her breast cancer. She now gets this treatment intermittently after her heart recuperates through medications, similar to mine.
        We are both happy.

        It would be nice to catch up, Yvonne. Your place isn’t far. It is just been a restless year of lots of medical appointments, and then you have Morrison!.

        How are you going, Yvonne? You have a good heart.

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      • Yvonne Says:

        My heart is in the right place, even if it isn’t the good friend it was a few years back. I rebel at taking medication, but what can we do, if we want to be independent and enjoy our lives? I hope you and Helvi have good results with what the doctor prescribes. Is Milo the healthy one in the family?

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  2. freefall852 Says:

    Fashion!!??…The last time I bought into “fashion” I was wearing a younger man’s clothes…as they say…now, that “body-shirt” still clings, but the “bulging of muscle” has been replaced by other, less appealing bulging!
    I shall restrain myself from investing in any other fashion items save the reliable “trakky-daks” and loose-fitting T-shirts for the summer.
    You and Helvi keep well…

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      The only fashion we are still buying, if any, is scrounged through Vinnies or Smith Family stores. Aladdin’s caves they are. At the Salvos I bought a finely sculped horse for $10.-. Its tail was missing but I made one up and managed to fasten it on with the help of some plaster. I think it might be one of those old Chinese dynasty horses. Who knows?

      Thank you, Jo, for your kind wishes. We are both hale.

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  3. freefall852 Says:

    Down the Aisle.
    Your shopping correspondent’s report.

    From the Central market..: Three acts of tragedy.

    It is only right and correct that backing up behind the noisy chaos of Zumas Café lunchtime rush, surging like a unstoppable tide against Canute’s Clatter of cutlery was that unmistakable bass kick-off of The Rolling Stones ; ‘Jumping Jack Flash”.I can recognize it anywhere..

    “Whatcha!!….I was borrrrrrn in a crossfire hurricane…”

    The perfect beat to cutting and carving my prosciutto bruchetta …’jumpin’ jack flash is a gas, gas, gas…!’..

    Ah!..Mick and the boys..

    I remember back in my wasted youth, a mate in Darwin telling me of his frustration when having an “afternoon delight” with a lady he knew who demanded they always make love with the music of “Barry White and his love Unlimited Orchestra” playing an endless-loop in the next room.. It used to drive him nuts!..

    “ Hey..can we try the flip-side?” He one day complained to her.

    “Oh no, baby” she dreamily responded “ I don’t like ‘back-dooring’ .“

    “The record, the record” he quickly corrected.

    But to no avail…he had to end the relationship when they released ; “ Barry White ; The best of…”

    It’s cruel, y’ know…how some of us Baby Boomers have ended up…not a good look , this “growing old disgracefully”..You see them at the market, still getting around in their denims..their ‘Levi’s”..trouble is, while the mind stays young, the bod’ starts to show it’s age…time to move into the trakky-daks and casuals, people..and..; lose the white runners…the “pensioners peddlers”…please?? It’s a tragedy, that waist-line ; too many years at the front bar when they shoulda’ been on the exercise bike..now, where once a studded belt with that screwdrivered-off-the-Chrysler-V8 buckle was pulled tight around the hipster jeans, it now serves as a kind of hernia belt, keeping the gut from hanging down like a butcher’s apron!

    And remember when that skin-tight black Rocker’s “T” shirt had only just enough room in the short sleeve for a soft-pack of ‘Styvo’s”..well now, the front hangs over a protruding beer-gut like Uncle Norm’s verandah..and where once you could only conceal a flick-knife, now you’d have no trouble smuggling half a side of beef past customs at Tullamarine!

    And those “Long-shorts” that some of the older blokes have become enamored with..the side pockets bulging with tape measures and side-cutter pliers, I’d bet…THEY are best suited for young blokes who have the calf muscles to match..Jonah Lomu would look ok…Roger Federer..would look ok..but Clem Smith with legs like a chook’s from Gilles Plains?….nah!

    And that’s just the blokes…The ladies?..I am not that foolish to even go there!..at least THEY have the excuse and benefit of the doubt of having a few kids to knock their body about..I would not criticize that section of society….no siree bob!

    Anyway…got some nice grub, some half decent grog and the steaks for the barbi tomorra night…the rest, as they say…

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  4. gerard oosterman Says:

    I daren’t wear shorts, Jo. Be they short shorts or long ones. I tried once and our grandson did not want to walk with me. No short sleeved shirts either. Am so skinny people bump into me and say ‘sorry, I did not see you.’

    Am only now just forgiven for once having picked Helvi up from the airport while wearing a purple knitted suit with bell bottomed pants and shiny gold belted safari jacket with pockets and all.

    Even so, Jo. Once, many years ago, when a surfie, I was known around Dee-Wye as a god of the surf. A polar-necked prince of passion. The parlance was ‘cracking on a sheila’. Saying this now would find me dragged away in a Bumper Farrell wagon. They were good times though.

    Made a really spicy marinade with hot chili, orange and lemon juice, lots of garlic, tiki masala, ginger, sesame oil, and finally some cream of coconut. (which Helvi thought might be overdoing it.) We shall see! The marinade is to spice up the chicken wings which, after cooking, will travel with H and me to Sydney-Balmain for our yearly get together tomorrow.

    ‘There ain’t as many as there were a while ago’ at those Christmas get-togethers. Funny thing is that they are only the blokes that are missing now counted amongst the dearly departed. All women friends are still kicking. Mainly husbands, ex and others that have shot through. It’s a funny thing but women do outlive men. Some things are fair.

    I went to Woollies this morning to buy the chicken wings and the atmosphere is Christmas tense. Shoppers are running, cars are tooting horns, purple faces are shouting, and the hams are sweating.

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    • freefall852 Says:

      That…was a good one, Gerard!!….Yes..it’s funny how women are the harbingers of fashion knowledge even with men’s outfits…I remember my first trip to Italy to my sister’s village..and we were going to visit someone and I was dressed in these snazzy light-purple slacks with the slightest flair at the bottom…she made me change into more casual clothes..”Too dressy” she said at the time..but later she scolded me for another faux pas and shaking her hand flat the way Italians do..she informed me that I didn’t appreciate how she saved me from laughable embarrassment if I had worn those spiffy slacks…
      That food sounds nice…we are having our regular indoor BBQ. on the old wood-stove (we remove the plates and use a wire grill on the old kitchen stove here)..I am going to “kiss the Bacchus bride” once more and try to talk sense to my lovely wife…
      Adieu!

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    • freefall852 Says:

      Ah, yes…the Christmas Crush!…yes,,in all the big department stores with their specials on…and the “promotions” they have in so many departments…!
      Last Xmas I was chaperoning Irene through David Jones to the cosmetics dept’ and while Irene haggled with a sales assistant over the right shade of blush or foundation or whatever it is that the ladies are so expert at when it comes to getting things exactly correct, I was approached by a older shop assistant there who had a tray of assorted small scent bottles on it…
      “Would Sir like to sample some of our men’s perfumes?” she hummingly inquired.
      “Madam”..I replied, with my hand held up flat to her.. “Madam, my age and experience has for many years and situations instructed me that the most alluring perfume a man can wear is the smell of money!…A situation and scent that has eluded me all my life.”
      The lady was of what I would call “an experienced age” and she smiled a coquettish smile and replied..
      “Sir…I do believe you are right.”

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      • gerard oosterman Says:

        That is a good perfume, Jo. I still harbour the belief that that money perfume might well attract the wrong woman. The really good ones like the attraction of ‘zuverlässigkeit’ which is a kind of smell resembling a doggedness to resist the temptation of the ‘other one’.
        I know it is complicated but it pays such great dividends. It has become rare but here and there in some places it exists.

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      • freefall852 Says:

        Eee..ahh!…dunno’ , Gerard…‘zuverlässigkeit’ you say?….dunno how that will go over on the disco-floor..: “Mmmm, what’s that delightful scent, you have on?” she’ll ask.
        ” ‘zuverlässigkeit’ !” I’l reply………..y’see, Gerard…difficult.. could kind of clash with the BeeGees beat just wafting over the dance floor….and would I pronounce it correct, me being an Italian an’ all?

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  5. doesitevenmatter3 Says:

    Thank you for sharing this, Gerard! So sad that this continues to go on. And such an important topic to keep at the forefront of people’s minds!

    How are you doing?
    How is Helvi doing?
    How is Milo?
    I think of the 3 of your often and send warm wishes your way. And…
    (((HUGS)))

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      The good news is that the madness for ‘buying things’ is declining and now the governments are at their wit’s ends on how to urge people to take on even more debt in order not to cause a slump in the economy.
      Helvi and I are fine and look forward to the new year. Milo now is sleeping outside keeping watch our for a fox that keeps stalking the chickens next door. Hugs, Gerard.
      How are you going, Carolyn?

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  6. Curt Mekemson Says:

    Well, said, Gerard. So often we have a hard time seeing beyond the price tag of an item, not knowing the true price of what was involved in its creation. –Curt

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      The world has been living on cheap products made in third world countries, However some of those poor countries are rearing up and getting stronger. Who would have thought that China in such a short time would be become so strong? And look how India is going now?

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  7. Master of Something Yet Says:

    It’s not only about the exploitation, it’s the waste. Cheap, fast fashion is creating a massive environmental disposal problem. I think it’s also having an impact on op shops because people think why buy something secondhand when you can get something new for the same price?
    And ScoMo’s blatant ability not to walk the talk is infuriating. Hope he realises he’s forfeited his ticket for the rapture bus.

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