Thursday, August 29, 2013

Be My Friend Always

Today is Throwback Thursday. I got this really fun wig that's really curly and big, just like I used to wear my hair in high school. I put it on today for a laugh and remember my attitude in high school. I didn't have many friends. I was weird and different. I liked different clothes and I couldn't 'feather' my hair because it was kinky. I remember being alone a lot, and for me, it was OK.  I moved away from the town I grew up in. I was so happy to do so because I felt I didn't fit in there. But before I moved away, I was in a grocery store and a thin, beautiful woman came up to me and said,"Rose! Do you remember me?" I said, 'no', and she said, " It's Deb from High School" (using a fictitious name here) I was shocked, because in high school, Deb was fat, had braces and so many kids made fun of her. I remembered that her mother died, or maybe just left....but I remember that she lived with her grandmother, and because of that, she never had any 'cool' clothes. She didn't have a dad at home either. She always wanted to be accepted at school and everyone and I mean EVERYONE made fun of her. I always made it a point to say hello to her because I felt alone, and I knew how she must have felt. We had a class together, and no one wanted to be her partner. I volunteered because I was pretty sure no one wanted to be my partner either. In the grocery store she said, " you were always friendly to me, Rose...and when everyone teased me, you always said something nice. I've never forgotten that."  I almost cried because I never gave it a second thought after school. But at that moment I thought, act of kindness so many years ago, can make a lasting impression of a lifetime. She was beautiful back then, but  no one saw it. Why is it that we can be so cruel without remorse? This Throwback Thursday I dedicate my blog to 'Deb'....and to all the other girls out there that were struggling to fit in. All you have to do is be kind, and you will fit . God will find a place for a kind person. He did it for me.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

This is in Lehigh Valley Style magazine that just came out this month!

This is what Lehigh Valley Style had to say about our store:

RCMoore Unique/The Good Buy Girls
Wander into RCMoore Unique/The Good Buy Girls in Allentown, and you’re heading down the consignment fashion rabbit hole to a wonderland of strange and interesting items. Along with the expected quality clothing, you’ll find more daring and exciting things that other consignment shops hesitate to stock. This shop is really two things in one: the millinery of Rose Ellen Moore alongside the consignment/vintage shop she acquired December of last year. Her extravagant hats and fascinators have made appearances at the Kentucky Derby and the Preakness Stakes, but they could just as easily beautify a wedding, ‘20s costume party or any occasion calling for a flamboyant headpiece. From embellished baby hats to flapper headbands to demure cloche hats perfect for fall, if you’ve been enchanted by headwear since the royal wedding, RCMoore delivers. This may also be one of few places in the Valley to offer charming corsets and petticoats imported from Europe. The flavor of the Continent is strong here, with a European-style socializing area for customers to gather and unwind. Rose Ellen’s mission is to uplift women, supporting Hogar Crea, stocking jewelry from women-owned businesses and helping women in the workforce assemble a professional wardrobe. Between the incredible inventory and the warm, attentive service of the owners, you may lose track of time on a delightful shopping adventure!

1752 W. Allen St., Allentown | 610.434.5868 |

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Rose Ellen Moore

Saturday, August 24, 2013

This is my secret that makes me ME....Phenomenal Woman..that's me! Thanks, Maya!

Phenomenal Woman

By Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,   
The stride of my step,   
The curl of my lips.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,   
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,   
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.   
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.   
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,   
And the flash of my teeth,   
The swing in my waist,   
And the joy in my feet.   
I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,   
They say they still can’t see.   
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,   
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.   
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.   
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,   
The bend of my hair,   
the palm of my hand,  
The need for my care.   
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

thank you gave me confidence way back in the day, and I carry that with me and passed it on to my girls.    Rose Ellen Moore
Maya Angelou, “Phenomenal Woman” from And Still I Rise. Copyright © 1978 by Maya Angelou. Used by permission of Random House, Inc.

Friday, August 23, 2013




feelin good!

You know....

                    when I was younger I hated my toes. I thought they were fat and looked like Flintstone feet. I hated my ears to show, and when I look at my pictures of me when I'm 14 I look like I'm wearing a helmut. I have my hair pulled back but carefully combed over my ears because God FORBID they would show and therefore render me goofy looking!  I didn't wear anything but pink lipstick because I thought my lips were oddly shaped and I have a scar from playing basketball with my friend Dave in 6th grade when I was trying to make a hook shot and fell on my face.  I wore 2 pairs of jeans in school . They were the same style. blue jeans with no decoration on the pocket because I didn't want to call attention to my enormous butt.  

Now~! I'm just lovin me. I like my hair...and sometimes I wear wigs, and sometimes I wear my mohawk and sometimes I slick it all back and wrap my head like a true gypsy does. I love my big butt! I am wearing printed pants...look at my butt...make sure you stop and look at the WHOLE THING! It's so big I can rent it out as a billboard, but it's mine, and I love it.
I love my toes too...I paint them red, with red lips to match.  I wish I knew back in the day what I know now. Look at all the time I wasted because I was so afraid of what everyone thought of my toes, my ears, my butt.   Now...I don't need approval....I need room to flaunt myself!   Life is good

copy and paste this link to feel my groove today!~

Thursday, August 22, 2013


Why is today thrilling thursday? because I am wearing my BLUE SEQUINED SHOES!  sometimes it just feels good to wear something you really love, right? So today I am wearing my favorite shoes, in my favorite color, and I get to work with my favorite person (my hubby)!   So...if you are having a 'blue' day...if you need a pick me up, come in and share my thrilling Thursday with me and Clayton. We are always happy to see our customers and we will do our best to make you THRILLED!

Rose Ellen Moore

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

doing what you love!

Today my eyes are half open. My husband and I got home from work at 3:27AM and as I sunk my poor tired body into the shower I realized my age and I was thankful to hit the sack. What I also realized is that I never worked so hard in all my life. The great thing about it is I am working for myself. What greater satisfaction is there than to have your own business, work hard and make other people so happy? 

Today we had 2 young girls getting ready for a 50's party. They looked great. Another woman was getting ready for a morning wedding on Saturday...and yet another woman was just shopping for 'retail therapy' after an argument with a family member. it is nice to know that I am filling a need, creating a positive atmosphere and making women feel beautiful. Although I am feeling tired, I have never felt so powerful in my life.

Rose Ellen Moore

Monday, August 19, 2013

happy hair!

If any of you have been reading my blogs, you all know about my hair dying fiasco of 2013. It was a repeat of the hair dying fiasco of 2012 only a different color.  Now, I'm trying to grow out my hair and as most of you know I sport a red mohawk. So growing this out will require patience, understanding and a ton of hair glue!

So, today I have decided to wear my happy hair. What is that? well, I have 12 wigs in a drawer, and when I'm feeling blue, bad about myself  (which I do occasionally) and I need a pick-me-up, I reach in my drawer and pull out some happy hair. Then, whatever one I pull out, I put an outfit on that is just as happy and voila! I feel good about myself, the world, and I'm ready to face the day with a positive outlook. I wonder if Dolly Parton does that, or Wendy Williams? But , really, it's like roulette. I never know what I'm going to pull out, and it's a fun surprise on those days when I'm feeling blah, tired or just not exciting enough.

This morning I watched Lady Gaga's new video on Good Morning America, and it excited me. It was called Applause. Isn't that we all love and what we all crave from time to time. We are always looking for approval, always looking for people to say, 'it's ok' to wear what we wear, or do what we do. Well, today, all I need is my happy hair. I don't need anyone's approval, I don't care if people do or don't like it. I like me. I thank God for me. I wouldn't want to be anyone else but me. 

So today, I ask you these questions:
Do you like yourself?
Would you want to be friends with you?
Would you want to be anyone else instead of yourself?

until next time, I hope you enjoy your day as I am. I hope you are thankful for this day as I am. And I hope you are loving yourself, as I am. 


Rose Ellen Moore

Saturday, August 17, 2013

inspiration and where to find it

                                                           Inspiration and where to find it

People always ask me where I find my inspiration to create hats.  Well the truth is, some days I can make them and then some days I can't. Inspiration does not just come at the snap of a finger. Especially if there are toxic people around you, or some life changing event has brought you to a level of sadness.

Every day, it is difficult to maintain a positive outlook, about my body image, my aging face, the way my children turned out ,etc.  As I wrote in my previous blog, it's important to keep up the fight every day. I find it important to surround myself with people that help me stay in a positive atmosphere. That does not mean to dis your friend in need, or to turn away when someone is in a negative mood. It means to gain strength from positive people, and to help lift up someone who is not. If they do not respond, then keep them at a distance. Some people like to maintain a negative mood because that is where they feel comfortable.

I always look for inspiration from my customers here at the shop. The woman who has only weeks to live, but came in to gain strength from me. The woman who has survived cancer treatment and is recovering but has no hair and feels ugly. The woman who found out her husband has a baby with another woman in addition to the 3 children she has with him. These women inspire me. Through their tears, they get out of bed, dress well, take care of their children, and find the strength to smile and make it through another day. That shows how tough women are. And it also helps me put my thoughts in a different perspective.

When I make my hats, I feel like I am making crowns. Crowns of glory to adorn women who have WON! They turned their sadness and trials into POWER! This is what I think of as my inspiration when I make hats I think:   

I am a daughter
I am a sister
I am a mother
I am an aunt
I am a grandmother
I am a wife
I am a widow
I am a lesbian
I am a cousin
I am a survivor
I am a Queen
I am a Diva

and so with this post, I dedicate my blog to my oldest customer, and friend, but I also call her my mother. ( I have adopted her) Her name is Etta Salman. She is 84 years young and with enough spunk to set any big man straight.  Her class and beauty, good taste and sense of humor will be with me until I leave this earth. She is today and always will be my inspiration. I hope that each one of you finds someone like Etta...a mentor, a inspiration.

Rose Ellen Moore

Friday, August 16, 2013

the daily fight

Everyday is a struggle to remain positive. Just this morning in the news, there is an amber alert, and Heiress' kin is fighting for her 300 million dollars, violence is so bad in Egypt they named yesterday the 'day of rage, and 34 wildfires are raging in Idaho. All of this came to my attention before 730 AM.

We are inundated with stars getting plastic surgery, the Kardashians drama or the Real Housewives of somewhere with their drama, and Deal With It has me so angry that people find hurting other  people to be more important than money. This woman was instructed to tell her husband that the baby was not his. IS THAT FUNNY? all this for some money? never mind that you HURT this man.

Honestly, we must get back to our authentic selves...our inner being. We need to turn off the television, and we need to focus on what is important. My routine is to thank my Creator for giving me the opportunity to help people, for living, for breathing for enjoying my life. I thank my husband for being faithful and for believing in me, and then I bask in the contentment and keep that feeling with me for the day. Before all of the negativity starts pouring in from the world outside. I suggest arming yourselves, my sisters. Arm yourselves with contentment, love, positivity, and gratitude. Don't allow anyone to creep into your mind to destroy your peace. It may be a struggle at times, we all get down and depressed for whatever reason. But fight on!

There is an old proverb about a man who was walking many many miles carrying a large heavy sack. The sack was full of food, clothing and things that he thought he may need. He was so tired. He met a man on the road and they shared a conversation and the man said, 'I am so tired of carrying this , it's so heavy'  to which the other man replied, ' just put it down' ...   simple solution but so great the meaning. If your burdens, worries, 'things' are so heavy, just put them down and TRUST that the things that you need will be given to you when the time comes. Shut out the negativity in the world and focus on what is important. and remember these things:

Health is the greatest gift
Contentment is the greatest wealth
Faithfulness is the best relationship

apply these things to your life today and see if your world changes for the better. Now..arm yourselves my sisters and put on your big girl panties and face today!!!!

Rose Ellen Moore

Thursday, August 15, 2013

The art of coloring..............

Many people know that my hair is not red naturally. I know what you are all thinking...."nooooo...really?"  well...sadly, my hair is very very dark brown almost black. You can tell by my bat wing eyebrows. I started coloring my hair red ( a two part process when I was in my late 40's. I wanted a color that reflected my personality. Well, red it is!!!!

The problem with coloring one's hair at home is that it gets everywhere. And being that I am coloring my hair the color of a fire engine, it gets everywhere really fast. A few days ago, while coloring my hair, I spilled one drop on the floor, which I promptly stepped in without realizing it. Then...I marched down the hallway, praying that nothing would drip off my head when in reality I was tracking it on my toe. I realized when I arrived in the kitchen (which has a white floor) what I was doing. I bent down to clean it up and I put my head into the white cabinets. I cleaned the cabinets and backed up into the refrigerator which now had a red splotch on the front. Ok...calm down. We can clean this up quickly. As I cleaned and backed up on my hands and knees all the way to the bathroom..the bell rang. I panicked. I can't leave it on too long! so I raced into the bathroom tripping on the throw rug and bumped into the shower curtain. What happened after that was like a scene from Psycho. Bell was ringing, I was rushing to clean it off the curtain when it was getting somewhere else. My husband came home from work and said that it looked like I killed a small animal in the bathroom. But you know what? I love my hair color so much, this fiasco will not deter me from remaining the beautiful sun shiny red that I am. I feel like the sun!

That's what I urge women to do. Feel beautiful! BE beautiful! If your hair color makes you happy..then do it! If you need professional service, get a good hairdresser. if you can do it at home, good for you. I hope your bathroom looks better than mine! But most of all, if it makes you happy...then shine shine shine!!!!!

Rose Ellen Moore

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

SUPERELASTIC BUBBLEPLASTIC! plastic surgery pros and cons..........

Why are we so enthralled with plastic surgery?  What is the fear of getting older? Are we afraid that by society's standards we will no longer be beautiful?  And for that matter, what exactly is beautiful?

I can understand if a woman does not feel good about herself, the turkey neck just isn't feeling good for her. She wants it taken away....OK, I get it. But to get surgery to the point of looking eternally surprised is something I just don't understand. Lips are getting so large, people can't even smile or form a sentence. Eyebrows are almost to the hairline, and the skin is starting to resemble a plastic toy doll.

I am now 51....sometimes things bother me. Another wrinkle here, another bunch of fat there, oh, and here is a freckle I didn't know I had. But truthfully I am going to try VERY hard, to go out of this life authentic. This is me. The true, true me. No substitutions. I'm not an artificial sweetener. I'm not something that 'looks like' a designer brand, but I'm a fake. No...  I am me, the true artifact. All my bumps, bulges and sags are mine. I own them, I earned them. It takes me a little longer to get ready in the morning. A little more cover up, a little more mascara, but that is only to enhance what is already there. I'm not hiding.  I try to stretch out my wrinkles by smiling more. Yep, that does it. and not only do they stretch out, but it's contagious and other people smile back at me!!

Don't get it wrong, I do not judge people that have had, or are having plastic surgery.  I'm just going to try really hard to love what I have. I'm afraid of the anesthesia, I'm afraid of getting a blood clot, and lets face it, complications CAN happen. Wanda Sykes says "I'M BE ME!"

Rose Ellen Moore

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Put on your Confidence before putting on your hat!

  Many women come in my shop and say, 'I'm not a hat person' ...or, 'they look good on everyone else, but not me.'   You can be a hat person if you wish. Anyone can be anything they wish. It all depends on how you feel about yourself. If you put a label on yourself that says, 'I'm not a hat person' or, ' I'm fat' or, 'I'm ugly" or 'I'm short' "I'm old'...then, so shall you be. 

Remember, my sisters, that beauty comes with how you view yourself. Do not look to society to label yourself as beautiful. Do not look for approval from anyone else. What you say about yourself or anyone else becomes law in this universe. What you say, so shall you become. 

Start each day with gratitude; for life, for love, for the ability to do things. Then drown your mind in positive thoughts about yourself. Label yourself as beautiful, unique, a gift. All of a sudden you will find, you may be a hat person, you may be a confident person, but mostly, you will be a beautiful person. You ARE what you say you are.

Monday, August 12, 2013

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finding your sense of style

 How can I be my own fashion guru?  How can I find my own sense of style? 

Well...if you are tired of looking like everyone else, if you are tired of magazines telling you what to wear....then look within.  What kind of person are you? are you funny and full of humor?  try bright colors and prints. Mix them...wear them and OWN THEM. when I say Own them, I mean, feel confident, feel proud, and don't worry about what other people are saying about you.  Try 2 different prints in the same color scheme, or try one bold loud print and another small subtle print. Try wearing all one color and a kicky pair of heels in a different color. Something totally unexpected.

If you have alittle more seriousness inside you, try wearing white, cream, or khaki. For a sportier look, try browns, olive greens or navy. Finding your style, means finding something to wear that brings you joy. Fashion mags are great when you are at a loss, but if you are creative, and what they are showing doesn't work for you, try vintage. maybe another moment in time captures the moment that's in your heart.

The number one thing to remember when finding your own style is DON"T BE AFRAID! BE YOU! and BE BEAUTIFUL!

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Happy Saturday Morning!!!

Having class is not just in the way you dress!  It's also in your voice, your words and actions. No matter how badly someone irritates you, remain calm, keep your resolve, don't let your feathers get ruffled. After all, who looks beautiful in ruffled feathers?   Keep this in your thoughts today as you enjoy your day, and remain beautiful and confident!

Happy Saturday!


Thursday, August 8, 2013

new stuff every day!!!!

thing 1 and thing 2
thing 1 in an orange maxi 1970's with belt and headwrap
thing 2 wearing Ann Klein apple green 3 piece suit. apple green hat is on sale!!!
all of our hats are one of a kind! when it's yours it's a part of YOU and no one else!

ear cuff!
super large spheres earrings

hammered tin super long earrings

Wednesday, August 7, 2013



ethnic clothing and who has the right to wear it

Who has the right to wear a Dashiki? Only African people? What about a beautiful brocade sari? only Eastern Indians?   If that is the case, we are all at fault. Most of our clothing came from designers who were inspired by many different ethnic races.  I am Italian/Gitane....what am I to wear? Like many Italian women...only black? like most gypsy women, colorful skirts and headscarves?  I enjoy seeing beauty in many different forms. What some people deem 'ugly' I deem as beautiful. Many people see what is, and me, I see the potential of what could be. 

So...I enjoy wearing African women's clothing. I enjoy the prints, the colorful designs and I relish in the joy of wearing a clothing representative of people who have a beautiful outlook on life.  I also love wearing the rich brocades and embroidered patterns of Eastern Indian fabric......Ritu Bari has taken some beautiful Eastern elegance and added some western touches to make a beautiful statement of mixed beauty.  The look below is just an example. So you see, it's for any woman, ...any woman that dares!  So ladies, enjoy wearing clothing from your own ethnic group...then, maybe step into a different world and enjoy wearing something different, beautiful and a representative of who we are as a people of the United States. We are truly 'the melting pot'.

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Can we please stop the Pajama pants?????

On my way to work today I was shocked that in just a few short blocks I counted 4 pairs of pajama pants. They weren't even funny pants, not a cute print, nor a fun color. Instead, I found faded, dirty pajama pants, with holes, some said SEXY or PINK on the butt. Really people?  Can you put on something better to get gas in your car? This is not about judgment, or money, or the haves and have nots. I own a consignment, vintage , retail and hat shop. We donate many many bags of clothing to women's shelters, to people who do not have. There is not a reason in the world other than laziness, that women must present themselves in a fashion embarrassing to the rest of the world and to their children.

Palazzo pants are a good relaxing alternative. How about a jogging suit? Even sweat pants with a cute top. You don't have to get gas in your car looking like a fashion plate, but you do have to be presentable. You owe it to all woman kind to represent your sisters in an acceptable way, and you owe it to all mankind to keep horrible visions out of our heads!  Today is not my best day. I do not feel well physically, but I am wearing a fashionable sweatsuit, flip flops, and matching hat. I look nice, I look acceptable. Not my best, but no one will run screaming from the shop.

Self respect is reflected in how we present ourselves every day. We may not live up to Kardashian standards, but we can make an effort to present ourselves with class. CLASS!  Someone should put that on their ass on  pajama pants!