I was given this little time capsule today by my lovely husband as an early Christmas gift. He found the box in a back stall at the Ghost market, amongst various bits and pieces from Shanghai's glory days. Old product boxes are valuable in themselves, and more often than not you pick up an old box to find it empty - they rarely still carry the original item. But this treasure contained three pairs of pristine, never worn, silk stockings. Finely woven, slippery, and with a reinforced toe, the Hung Nee Sung Hosiery company promises 'satisfaction to the wearer' from their 'hosiery made of the finest material'. I wonder how they survived the austerity of the cultural revolution, no doubt hidden away by someone who had consdered the stockings too precious to wear.
Labels: christmas, Shanghai
I was given this little time capsule today by my lovely husband as an early Christmas gift. He found the box in a back stall at the Ghost market, amongst various bits and pieces from Shanghai's glory days. Old product boxes are valuable in themselves, and more often than not you pick up an old box to find it empty - they rarely still carry the original item. But this treasure contained three pairs of pristine, never worn, silk stockings. Finely woven, slippery, and with a reinforced toe, the Hung Nee Sung Hosiery company promises 'satisfaction to the wearer' from their 'hosiery made of the finest material'. I wonder how they survived the austerity of the cultural revolution, no doubt hidden away by someone who had consdered the stockings too precious to wear.
