Do you make your own baby food? What about clothing? Or Christmas gifts? Maybe you even make your own body butter! Or sell your handmade goods on Etsy and Blog about them. Perhaps, like us, you’ve noticed a unique counter-corporate-culture trend; unique, in that it’s led by women. It’s a growing movement that prefers to shop local, buy organic, and make rather than purchase. It’s one that has led to the wide-spread success of sites like Etsy and Pinterest, empowered the “Mommy Blogger” to make a paid career of motherhood, and put hand-made products into international chains like Anthropologie and West Elm.
Like anything though, this “Back to Basic” trend has its dangers; one look at the great vaccine debate is enough make your head spin. Look for Carli taking that one on tomorrow! Or what about natural or organic products? Did you know that that term, “natural” is not regulated by the Canadian Government, meaning any company can slap a tree on their label and call their product natural.
This month on the Blog, we’re going Back to Basics and examining both the wonderful side of going natural, handmade, and simpler but also the very real danger of taking things too far. We thought we might keep things light with our question of the month this time, and ask:
What would your vision of a “simpler life” be if you could travel to any time period?
I was in high school by the time we started talking about the 1920s in our history lessons. By then I had already studied ancient Greek history, the dark medieval times, the crusades, many European wars, including World War I. I was fed up with stories of kings and greed and of course I knew that one of the most shameful chapters of European history was yet to come. But one day, we opened a page in the history books called “The Golden Twenties”, referred to as the “Roaring Twenties” in North America. They were years of peace and of economic stability. I saw images of people dancing instead of photos of dying men in trenches. We read about Fred Astaire and the amazing Louis Armstrong, the beginning of a whole new culture growing in Europe and it sounded like a time that would have been so exciting, inspiring and above all it must have been a hopeful time.
So if I was to travel back to a different time period, I would cut my hair really short, grab a fancy cigarette holder and my little black dress and me and my shadow would go back to the 1920s to dance the night away.
I have this highly romanticized idea of the medieval Scottish Highlands that I’ve never gotten out of my head. Lairds, ladies, nobles and life in a Scottish castle. Knights and tournaments. Food and drink. Hunting and hawking. Music and festivals and beliefs… Fighting for your FREEDOM. The reality is far different, but still—the history books sure do make for some interesting reading. You can’t help but get a little starry eyed.
Call it too many Scottish romance novels—that would be a fair conclusion…But, there is this part of my soul that is just called to the idea of having lived in these times. Simple foods, natural healing, maybe a thatched cottage—a quiet, slow way of life on a hilly heather covered piece of land that you maintained yourself. (Maybe with the help of a handsome, burly, gorgeously accented Scottish husband…that always goes along quite nicely with this…fantasy, haha). Mind you, I conveniently subtract the subsequent wars, plagues and famine that would have come along within these times… and I’m certainly not quite conceited enough to truly believe that I could have been the laird’s lady, living it up in the castle 😉
I need this shirt by the way… someone get me this shirt!