Gadora Wilder (‘gä-dôr’-ä 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. Accessorizing the Catholic-school uniform was paramount. “Where’d you get that sweater (or purse or shoes),” they’d inquire. Never admitting Goodwill we’d reply, “What? This ole thing? A great boutique Gadora Wilder.” Those were the ’80s and we didn’t always fit in, but the adage ‘one woman’s trash is another woman’s treasure’ kept us going.
With a desire to express my creativity and armed with an insatiable adoration of shoes Gadora, professionally known as Stephanie Lewis, fashioned a nearly ten-year stretch in the footwear business and publishing industries. All the while Gadora, who I now refer to as my snappy alter ego, continued to create by organizing magazine tear-outs for paper projects, grouting mosaic tile to some table pulled off the street, or reviving the sparkle in forgotten and lackluster furniture or objects…
Gadora in Shop Goggles
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 its 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.
Grandmother found delight in the ordinary and brought mundane things to life with her perception of them. Outside her window bickering hummingbirds brought a smile. A fresh white bloom hidden in the center of an elephant ear gave her pride. She beamed at the way the South’s pitch night highlighted twinkling stars. 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
gadorawilders@gmail.com
October 13, 2009 at 5:54 pm
Hi Stephanie-we would like to use the pic you posted of Belle and Charlotte for our Christmas card. Could you reproduce it as a picture in either 4×6 or 3 1/2 ” x 5″? Holly thinks this is a good idea also. Let me know if this is possible and how much per pic they would be-I need about 40. Thanks, ann
July 17, 2009 at 8:47 pm
your description of “miss velma’s” lovely, gentle ways brought a tearful smile to my heart… what a special lady! i know she’s so proud of you…love you girlie!
June 18, 2009 at 8:47 am
hey cuz! loved the grandmother reference! looks like you’re doing well.
June 17, 2009 at 12:10 am
Grandma’s can have such a wonderful influence that keeps memory lane last forever!
May 30, 2009 at 4:56 pm
I would really like to speak to you regarding having you redo a dining room set. I am at co-worker of Jax at Amplify and she referred me to you. Your work is awesome!
March 20, 2009 at 3:22 am
I Love It!
February 27, 2009 at 5:10 pm
Great site.
February 13, 2009 at 12:42 am
At our house when you re-use, you are “Being Velma”. Keep the memory for the next generation. Much love, S.
January 30, 2009 at 8:22 pm
That was Mama, alright. Loved the article, Rebecca