August 14, 2012

eBay: Top Tips from eBay Selling Style Chic Squad

Got style? Then get cash! This month, I hooked up with Dallas based, expert eBay Seller Of SavoirLuxe, Mindy Loll. Mindy began as a Couture Specialist in the Nordstrom Couture and Collectors department and later transitioned over to Oscar de la Renta as assistant store manager.  he started SavoireLuxe as a favor to one of her clients -- selling clothing and accessories on eBay little by little. Mindy is now one of four top fashion sellers on eBay's Chic Squad and works with celebrity stylists Brad Goreski and Danielle Nachmani. Their mission: to help style lovers like me free up spaces in their closet and earn some extra cash.


1) How did you get started selling on eBay and what was the first item you listed?

A client/friend who lived out-of-state asked me to recommend a consignment store that specialized in selling luxury designer merchandise.  She said she just had a few pieces, but she wanted to get a good price for them, and the only designer lines Ohio consignment stores carry is mostly the Gap or Ann Taylor. 

Having already sold several pieces from my personal collection through a store just down the road, I pointed her to their website.  I remember thinking how I wished there was a better place to refer her to.  Particularly after they had just given me $30 for a pair of $1,000 Oscar de la Renta pants.  It was not until later that evening that I absolutely knew my recommendation was not right. 

I emailed her the very next morning.  As a thank you for all she had done for me, I offered to sell her few pieces on eBay as a favor, explaining she would make substantially more this way.  She insisted on reimbursing me, and so the first box was shipped.  I was quick to discover that her definition of a “few” items was a rather large box brimming with Chanel with tags attached, Hermes jewelry, Christian Louboutin’s, and more.  It was a beautiful, beautiful moment.

The first item I listed as a newborn seller to eBay was a small LCD TV I had won through my company’s Christmas raffle.  Only ideal for a kitchen, I knew I would never use it.  It didn’t even occur to me to sell it through any other avenue.

3)  Where do most of the items you sell come from? Is there a minimum you require as far as cost of item? What about label? What would be off limits?

All of my items come from clients I had back in my Nordstrom and ODLR days, as well as others I have obtained through word of mouth.

We only accept pieces that will sell for a minimum of $50.  Anything less (after research, photography/editing, copywriting the auction, shipping/receiving, seller/buyer correspondence, etc.) we would be operating at a loss.  It does not matter the piece, we invest the same amount of time and effort into a clutch that sells for $50, or one that sells for $5,000.

All designers that are considered “luxury”, ones you would find on Madison Avenue or Rodeo Drive, are welcome.  Even so, some luxury designers do better over others.  For example, Chanel consistently sells at a higher resale percentage than, say, Escada.  Contemporary designers such as Tory Burch also do very well.  Because we specialize in luxury consignment, we do not sell lines from stores such as H&M and Zara.  Not to say they do not do well (they do!), they are just not a part of our business model.

4) When it comes to selling shoes or handbags, I'm often discouraged because I fear that, for instance, my coach bag from 1999 is so out of style, no one would purchase it. Or if I have a (once) fabulous Marc by Marc Jacobs satchel that I just no longer use, I couldn't sell it because of some "wear and tear" or stains. What do you tell people trying to sell handbags regarding style or wear and tear. Is it ever worth it to NOT list it or is everything always sellable?

Everything is always sellable (after all the “Meaning of Life” sold back in 2007 for $10.50), but just know the quality of each item you sell will define who you are as a seller.  In my personal opinion, if you are going to specialize in luxury designer merchandise, you want to portray yourself and/or your business as having a “high-end” image as well.  Sure, the occasional flaw happens, especially on pre-owned pieces.  Buyers expect this.  Used shoes will have scuffed soles, and perhaps the occasional scratch.  If you are unsure, however, just ask yourself “If this were an item I currently love, would I purchase it in this condition?”

Age has no bearing on whether an item will sell, and in fact can work for you depending on the demand for it.  On eBay, a buyer’s decision to purchase (beyond emotion and practicality) is based on three key factors: the look, the condition and the seller.

5) Shoes:  In my closet I have at least 2 pairs of designer (Dior, Manolo, etc) shoes that I no longer wear. The soles are scraped but, essentially, they're in great condition. Should seller stay away from selling designer shoes that have damage or have obviously been worn.  Do you recommend ever taking these shoes to get repaired before listing?  What about price: Do you do a major markdown depending on when they’re purchased and how much they’ve been  worn?  If you purchased Manolos in 2009 and they’re in pretty good condition, do you sell for half price?  Talk to me about pricing…

If you can say they are in great condition, then most definitely sell!  A pair of shoes sells every six seconds on eBay.  The resale value (percentage of the original retail) can greatly increase when it comes to shoes and accessories.  Now, if the damage is moderate, this again is a personal call.  I would only recommend spending money on a repair if, afterward, the repair is unnoticeable and will truly affect the resale value.  Replacing taps worn to where the metal is showing, sure.  Personally, I would only do so on shoes that sell for more than $249, namely Christian Louboutins.  If you are thinking of marking down an item more than average because of condition, I would take this as a sign that perhaps I should pass on listing them.

Now onto one of my favorite subjects: Pricing.

The golden rule of pricing:

There is no rule!

It is mostly dependent upon your comfort level, research, common sense and intuition.  For instance, one consignment company starts 99.9% of their auctions at $20 or less.  I am actually all for this, mostly on items that sell for under $2,000.  The market decides the value of your item, whether you want it to or not.  Of course there are small factors that can change the game here and there, but if a particular handbag, in similar condition, has been selling for $500, then you can count on yours selling for around the same.  Just know the lower the starting bid, the more appeal your auction will have.  And from seeing it time and time again, once a bid is placed, whatever the amount may be, your auction will garner even more attention.  Now your item is in “demand”.  A bidder who would never have bid on your shoes at $99.00 is now bidding at $19.99, higher and higher… and now look!  They just won them at $130!  Buyers get emotional, especially in an auction environment.  I am not saying this happens every time, but this way it is a good possibility.

Now, if you and/or your clients are not comfortable with this, or if you are starting out with very low or zero feedback, then basing your starting bid slightly lower than the historical sale price is another way to go.  If you cannot find any historical data on similar pieces to yours, I find starting an auction around 15% of the original retail works.  The worst that happens is it doesn’t sell the first time around.  Now you have a feel for the market from seeing how many watchers you accumulated.  Play with the pricing a bit.  Even lowering the starting bid by $25 can make a difference.

I could give you several other scenarios, but this is truly something you have to get a feel for yourself.

6) Why should people with designer duds consider going through a consignment store like yours instead of listing themselves?

Listing an item properly can be time consuming, as well as costly.  Online consignment stores come fully equipped, from the photography backdrop, proper lighting and mannequin, to the auction template software.  Feedback also affects a buyer’s decision to purchase.  A seller with higher feedback cultivates trust, which can lead to a higher final sale amount.  Many buyers look for and only purchase through established sellers, especially when dealing with an item that may be hundreds or thousands of dollars.

7) What makes SavoirLuxe stand out more than other designer clothing/ re-sale stores on eBay? (Here's where you can talk about customer service)

SavoirLuxe comes from a background in luxury designer fashion.  A buyer purchasing a $3,000 handbag for $1,000 from eBay is still paying $1,000.  From the time a piece is consigned, to the time it is shipped out to its new owner, it is cared for as if it were at the designer boutique.  Most importantly, our clients, both consignor and buyer alike, know to expect the same customer service they would walking into a boutique on Madison Avenue.  Beyond just quick communication and follow-through, we attempt to create an above-and-beyond experience for each client.

August 3, 2012

THE NOT-SO QUEEN OF IT ALL

I'd like to think that I can do it all... That my time management skills are so exceptional, my stamina so incredible, and my ability to juggle is so marvelous, I could pretty much rule the world. Or at least run a small empire. Out of my apartment.

Yes, I'd like to think I'm capable on a thousand and one levels-- I can cook, clean, write, work, love, laugh, raise a child, have a social life, AND make time to (and actually) workout. I'm queen of love, home, and child rearing. Is there ANYTHING I can't do? Um, NO.

Though I'd could go on and on about my "I'm woman, hear me roar" abilities, my words are getting dangerously close to sounding like a Beyonce song.... Aaaaaaand I was so humbly reminded by my son just yesterday, that in fact, I'm not as "capable" as I think...

So... Lately, Jonah's favorite thing is to hear scary stories- LONG, scary stories, that require ridiculously complicated and elaborate plot lines. Well, amidst making meatballs and spaghetti sauce from scratch, dealing with a light that literally fell from the ceiling out of nowhere, and checking/ responding to work emails, I was, to say the least, a little "disheveled."

He pulls a stool up to the counter.

J: Mommy, can you tell me a scary story.
Me: Not now, baby. I can't really concentrate.
J: Why????!?!?
Me: Jonah, I'm doing a thousand things at once- I can't really think straight. But I'll tell you one after dinner.
J: No! Do it now!
Me: Jonah, I'm sorry. The answer is no.
J: Please! Just MULTI-TASK!!!!
UM. Did he just tell me to "multi-task???"
Me: Multi-task?! Do you even know what Multi-task means?
J: Yep. It means doing a lot of things at once. And it's not that hard.
Who is he???
J: Now tell me a scary story??

Needless to say, my meatballs were a little burnt and the light fixture is still on the counter.

July 26, 2012

A VERY HAPPY BODY

Last summer, I signed my son up for a swim intensive that I heard was a MUST DO on the Mommy Train to Raising a Perfect and Overly Extra-Curricular'd Child.  Jonah proved to be tough as nails through the two week boot camp, but unfortunately, this summer, something changed. His willingness to swim ceased. He became scared. Unsure. Nervous.

Knowing that forcing him to swim is pretty much a parenting no-no, for the past few weeks, we decided to take a lax approach and ignore his fear all together. When he made strides and efforts to do something "brave," like un-dig his fingers from our necks in the pool, we showered him with praise. Little by little, he decided he was going to "swim." (Kind of). One night in the bath, he told me that he could put his face in the water (and hold his nose). (Before you say "big deal, he's almost 5," you have to remember how terrified he was).  So he shows me...

J: Isn't that so brave, mommy?
Me: Jonah, I am so proud of you. I knew you could do it.
J: Yep! Because I trusted myself.
Me: Aw, I love that. You "trusted" yourself???
J: Yep. And now I can put my face in the water.
Me: Jonah, this makes me so happy.
J: How happy?
Me: Like (holding out my arms) sooooooooooooo happy.
J: Is your whole body happy?
Me: Yep. My ENTIRE body is happy.
J: Your head?
Me: Oh, my head is SO happy.
J: Your feet?
Me: (Wiggling my toes) My toes are jumping for excitement.
J: Um... Your tummy?
Me: Yes, my tummy is smiling with happiness.
J:  (He grins mischievously) Is, um... is your tushy happy?
Me: Jonah, yes. Even my tushy is happy.
J: Mommy, I have a question. But I need to use a bad word. But we're in a bathroom. So I will whisper it...
Me: (I tilt my head, unamused) What is it, Jonah?
J: Mommy, is your Pa.... Pa.... Pa... Is your PACHINA so happy?
I CRACK UP.
Me: Yes, Jonah. Yes. Even my "Pachina" is happy.

I guess my boy is on to something. Life is good. Very good. So, I am happy... From head to toe and everything in between.

July 25, 2012

July 17, 2012

FLIPPED

It's amazing to think that in one instant, your world can be turned upside down. Last week, for one instant, my world turned upside down...

On my way home from a meeting, my phone rang. It was my babysitter. She was in tears and inaudible. Then I heard, "Hi, Jennifer... This is Officer (???) with Los Angeles Fire Department. Your babysitter and son have been in an accident."

I stopped breathing.

"Everyone is okay though, ma'am. Your. Son. Is. Okay."

I clutched my wheel.

What happened in the next 15 minutes is a blur: The Officer asked if I'd like them to go to the Emergency Room via ambulance (which he assured me wasn't necessary)... The Officer told me where they were located... . He put Jonah on the phone... Jonah said, "Hi, Mommy," in the softest and sweetest way... Jonah put the fireman back on the phone.... The fireman told me to drive safely... I told him I'd be there in 15 minutes... I asked again what happened... He told me: HER CAR FLIPPED.

FLIPPED?

At some point, not wanting to, I hung up the phone. I needed to get to my baby. I heard his voice, so he's okay. But the car flipped???? HOW can they be okay? But they are, I think. I pray.

I called his dad, then my boyfriend P, then my mom. Everyone knows. Everyone is on their way.

Thank god everything in Los Angeles REALLY IS 20 minutes away from each other.

As I got closer to where they were, the panic set in. For 2 blocks, cars were backed up. I could see at the intersection that the street was closed off and cops were diverting traffic. Up further ahead I could see fire trucks and ambulances. And when I stopped crying and snapped out of it, I could see a red car on it's back, with the wheels in the air.

I stopped breathing again. My boy. My boy was in that car.

I screamed this to a car trying to merge for the diversion. She couldn't understand what I was saying. I screamed from the center of my being to roll down her window and LET. ME. OVER. MY. SON. WAS. IN. THAT. ACCIDENT.

THAT. ACCIDENT.

She let me over. LA Drivers are the worst.

I got through the barricade and parked. And ran.

And saw the car. Oh my god, the car.



Jonah  was standing with P's sister. I clutched him. He burst in to tears and I became unglued.

He was in THAT CAR?!

His eyes were red. The fireman came over. The redness was from the gun powder in the airbags. But he is okay, they think.

They tell me a complete stranger, a woman, pulled him out...

They tell me the fire department arrived less than a minute after that...

They tell me the CAR SEAT SAVED HIS LIFE.

They tell me they've seen worse...

We learn that it was the other driver's fault... But blaming someone as I pick up a breathing, healthy, 4 (almost 5) year old and wrap my arms around him tight seems unnecessary right then and there...

A half hour later, we were giving a nurse at the ER details of his accident.


Jonah was terrified. He wanted to go home. He wanted nothing to do with doctors or shots. He hates shots. I had already tortured him that day with a trip to the dermatologist for a rash (no shots). He didn't want "a doctor day" anymore. He wanted to go home and play video games. I wanted to go home and play video games. But we are here, and he was in my arms. 



We waited for about 4 more hours until he was evaluated by the doctor. Then a trauma surgeon. Then the chief of trauma surgery. Jonah told every doctor that they were doing the same thing. "The last doctor looked into my eyes too. Someone needs to do something different. How come you all do the same thing?"

He made everyone laugh.

The "repeating" doctors came to a consensus: He really was okay and no intrusive imaging or observing overnight was necessary. He could go home. HE. WAS. OKAY.

I was happy that they repeated this. And I am tortured by the thing they also repeated: "His Car Seat Saved His Life."

We were just about to get him a booster.

That night, 4.5 hours after his supposed bedtime, I kissed him tighter and breathed prayer into his entire body.

He was in THAT car?


The next morning, Jonah insisted on going to school. Nothing hurt. Nothing felt funny. Nothing except talking about the accident bothered him.

He wanted to go to school. As a cowboy. And I didn't stop him.


I was told the next day by his teachers that he requested some time to sit down and tell the kids after playing in the yard about "the crash." He turned off the lights. Sat all the children in a circle. Got out two toy cars and reenacted their accident.  He told them how important it was to wear a seatbelt and stay in a car seat. NOT a booster. He told them that every doctor did the same thing but he went home and is okay. He asked them if anyone had questions. The children, of course, got excited and started talking about cars and crashes they had seen. Jonah told them to stay "on topic."

He's okay. I.... I am still in shock. Still in disbelief. Still perseverating on the "what ifs."

Everything feels more fragile and more important now. And while I hope to close my eyes again at night without seeing the car flipped and my son crying, I know I will never take for granted another moment of time spent with a cowboy named Jonah again.

July 11, 2012

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY: NICE

Not exactly wordless, but it's definitely nice!


July 9, 2012

JANE BUCKINGHAM: POPULAR, YOU'RE GONNA BE POPULAR

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of having lunch with my friend, author and trend/marketing expert Jane Buckingham. Jane is one of those people who you could talk to all day... She is not only brilliant and interesting, but she's polite, poised and elegant. We're not that far apart in age, but I want to be her when I grow up. I asked her if I could share one of her posts from "The Modern Girls Guide to Raising Decent Daughters" -- Though I'm trying to raise a decent son (or mensch), I love the issues Jane raises and the insight she has to parenting....  Here's a post about popularity, friendships, and how much or little as parents we should think about getting involved in this part of our children's lives.  (Thank you, Jane!)


We all know who the popular kids are. That golden 10% of the class who everyone talks about,; everyone likes; everyone wants to be like. They’re the ones whose hair seems preternaturally shiny and bouncy. They never get a zit or an ugly sweater. They were perfectly portrayed in the classic Mean Girls? These days they’re even the smartest kids in the class. They have perfect easy lives, right?
For the 90% of us who weren’t popular (I STILL feel like I’m going through an awkward phase), there seems to be a goal, almost as strong as getting your kid into college, to have one’s child be popular.  But should we really want our kids to be popular? Well, there is a difference between being popular and having friends. Having friends is essential. Being the IT girl may not be.
Girls tend to create a small more intimate group of 3-4 friends or have a best friend while boys may have a looser but larger group of friends and not a notable “best” friend. Ideally, your child will have friends who support them, keep their secrets, help them have fun, have a similar sense of humor and passions. Not surprisingly, it is the quality of the friendship rather than the number of friends that is most important.
As early as the tween years, kids will seek the approval of peers by being “in” versus “out.” For them, being part of the Popular group signifies that they are “somebody.” To “not be” means they are “nobody.” And while today’s teens seem to be becoming increasingly more tolerant of differences and individuality, often meeting peer standards for dressing and behaving can a big deal to kids. This isn’t about not being invited to a party or being on an IM chat, it’s the risk of being cut out or badly labeled.