I don’t need Chinese protection

If you think I’ve given up on my New Year’s Resolution (to not purchase anything made in China), think again!

So why haven’t I been blogging about my ‘NOT made in China’ shopping escapades? Erm. Well quite simply because I never buy anything. Rarely new anyway. I guess I’m never going to make a dent on the Chinese economy. But that’s not why I’m doing it. I just want to prove it’s possible. At this layer anyway.

Until finally this week. My colleagues were popping along to a work clothing store. So I tagged along hoping to find some decent cargo pants. Ones that have lots of pockets, don’t rip at the sight of barbed wire, and whose buttons don’t fall off.

They had a huge collection. For men. Just one style in a ladies size. Made by Condor Protective Gear. Made in China. Ah. Well done Condor. Your loss. I will find a brand that is Not made in China.

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About Olivia N Masi

From art college drop-out, to office space-planner, to back-packer, to air stewardess, to brolly babe, to model agent, to wildlife conservationist. How? I've always believed in jumping at every opportunity that comes my way. This has taken me along some bizarre career paths. None of which I regret. I have been to amazing places and met fascinating people. And having worked in the motor sport industry I've sadly experienced too many beloved friends take one adrenalin step too many. I think of them always. I've hung out with pop-stars, sports personalities, and millionaires. I reached a point when nothing but VIP would do. And then something happened. My pops passed away and I felt the need to reconnect with my Italian side. Whilst in Italy, I learnt to be resourceful, to recycle everything, to listen to the valley, to grow my own veg, to catch and tame feral cats, and to follow my heart. My heart led me to a desire to save this beautiful Earth, and all the wonderful life upon it. And so I read, and then I studied with the Open University. I suddenly found myself accepted on a BSc in Wildlife Conservation, having left school with pitiful qualifications. So here I am. A qualified Wildlife Conservationist. A scientist I suppose. I love nothing more than to listen to birdsong, and watch, learn and photograph wildlife. So here is to me getting the perfect job where I can contribute to saving one of Earth's beautiful species. Do I miss the glamour of the old life? The VIP lifestyle? The petrol-head adrenalin? The buzz of being a successful business owner? Only occasionally. Though it seems more like the distant dreams of a previous life.
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One Response to I don’t need Chinese protection

  1. Brooke says:

    Do you want me to send you some US army pants? That’s all my mother wears when she’s working at the kennel. I think she has like 5 pairs of them…though here they might have to be german army pants. However, they’re full of pockets!

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