Each of us can make small ethical changes in our lives to improve the lives of others and give back to the world. Here’s a little story about one of mine.
Yesterday as I prepared to head out for an afternoon of coffee-sipping and post-writing I had what my Aussie boyfriend refers to as a “thong blowout”. For those of us not raised down under, that means my flip flops went to the big shoe heaven in the sky (and not some kind of kinky underwear-related fun!)
I’ve had these Accessorise flip flips for a couple of years now and they’ve served me well. The light beading on the straps meant they could be dressed up or down so (in theory) I could pack less footwear for holidays. I’m also a fan of flip flops as soon as there is a hint of warmth in the London air. Couple that with an upcoming trip to Oz and these definitely needed to be replaced. Purchase justified and so the day had finally come when I could purchase a pair of Gandys flip flops.
I spotted these guys about six months ago and made a mental note to source my next pair of flip flops from them. I love their designs and the “Orphans for Orphans” ethos really struck a chord with me. However, at the time I still had my trusty browns and I had no need of another pair. So I did something not encouraged by today’s fast fashion, consumerist society: I waited until I needed them.
This is how I am slowly but surely transitioning to an ethical wardrobe, step by step. I have no intention of throwing out all my Primark pyjamas or my Dorothy Perkins coat. Those things were bought at a time when I was unaware of the human/animal cost involved in their production. To toss them aside now would be, in my humble opinion, just as bad as buying them again with full knowledge of their ethics. And so I wait. I wait until seams are worn, until shoes die and until replacements are needed. Until then I want – and that in itself is quite a change.