Some people buy cheap, wear hard, throw out, and repeat. This works for the clothing industry and for consumers with short attention spans. It’s not so good for the earth, or for the wallet. Given a choice, I’d take quality and trÃ¨s cher over quick-burn. Quality over quantity…etc.
Inherent in that philosophy is making use of shoe repair specialists, tailors, time service, dry cleaners…general product-life-prolonging services. I’ve Â been taking my Emporio Armani watch to Richmond Time Service for years, and although the shop hasn’t updated or renovated in well over two decades, the quality and knowledge of horologerie is ever-present.
I cannot say the same for local tailors or shoe repair establishments. Consistently, they seem vaguely expert at-best. Often, my own theory of a problem’s source or the associated prescription is better than the trained professional. Crowded store fronts and stacks of old shoe parts or fabric samples doesn’t earn points either.
How is this possible? And why are all these businesses stuck in the last century?Â Where are the professional, organized, high-end tailors/shoe repairists?
Either Nordstrom should open an alterations department, or a 20-something hipster should study the timeless art of sewing and provide a better, more appealing, more confidence-inspiring option.
I agree, it seems like upscale, trendy repair shops would do well.
There is something to be said for the no frills repairman who does a wonderful job and just doesn’t give a shit about presentation, but presentation seems to instill confidence and drive business.
Also, I love this image, I wish it really existed.
It was an artist’s installation. Supposed to highlight the dichotomy between poor rural and rich urban lifestyles. I think. Google Prada Marfa (Texas).
I have a Cartier and an Antique Buliva in Richmonds at the moment. I’m not to happy with his pricing. My Automatic Santos was repaired by them 3 years ago for $225. Now… He seemed to randomly come up with an estimate of $375 and $ 125 for the Buliva for a $500 total. He had a “take it or leave it” kind of attitude. I wish I would have gone else where… BTW, I’m enjoying your blog, neighbor!