saltyseadog
Tele-Afflicted
In 1968/9 I was visiting family in London and my sister took me to the Biba shop in Kensington I think it was. Their prices were seriously exorbitant but my sister said if you were lucky you might see a Beatle, a Stone or some other celebrity. While walking round one of the staff approached me and asked if I was willing to sell my Wrangler jeans. I was a deep sea fisherman and all my jeans had become salt "stained" for want of a better word. I can't remember what she offered now but I kitted myself out with a brand name set of their loon pants and a cheesecloth shirt both top fashion items at the time and had enough left to buy my sister some kohl i think it was. I thought it was crazy that one of the glitterati would pay so much for a used pair of my scabby old wranglers. In retrospect I should have bought up all my buddies jeans when I went home to NE Scotland and returned there but at 18/19yrs old I lacked that entrepenuerial spirit.