Gadora_Wilder

Gadora Wilder (wīld-er) was the sobriquet my BFF and I long ago labeled our favorite thrift shop. An expanded acronym with a secret twist…a high-school spiel to conceal our love of vintage. Those were the ’80s, we didn’t always fit in.

With a desire to express my creativity and armed with an insatiable adoration of shoes, Gadora (under a separate persona altogether) fashioned a ten year stretch in the footwear biz and publishing industries. Faced with interesting economic times, Ive begun a new journey ~ Gadora Wilder.

It was my Grandmother Velma who made long use of seemingly ordinary objects. She’d store puzzle pieces in an old Pringles can. Her quilting squares were neatly stacked in boxes long since crisp. In her care, bottles found new meaning. Everything had it’s purpose and in her world, almost all was re-purposed. Without even intending to, but by living by design, she taught Gadora the fine art of refashioning the things around me. Without even trying, but by living by example, she taught me to find joy in my surroundings.

Grandmother didn’t live in a time when green buzzwords were apropos: REDUCE, REUSE, RECYCLE. She JUST LIVED this way.

Gadora Wilder is my little way of remembering her.
Every day.
By the way I live.

Stephanie
(Lady Gadora)

Gender: Female

Member Since: 05/25/2009