Back before Christmas, K had the brilliant idea to start a postal book club. Here's how it works: K, E, and I all pick our own book. We read it, write a few notes, and send it on. Our books travel around the country in a triangle and then come back to us.
Or at least that is the plan. It has taken me since February to find sufficient time to read E's book of choice: Overdressed: The Shockingly High Cost of Cheap Fashion. It's not because it's a bad book or a slow read. It's just because I've been a delinquent book club member. But I went on vacation and, as with my contribution to this endeavor: The Amateurs, I finished the book!
And then I did a stupid thing: I wrote my notes about it, and before I wrote this blog post, I passed my notes off to K. Perhaps not my best move!
My general feeling about the story she tells is that she's right: the fashion industry has become a race to the bottom for both cost and quality. The only way to stop it is for us consumers to demand better, and be willing to pay more for it.
I can get on board with that idea.
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