Ok, starting a new life is exciting, full of new people (well, in this case I know them all), new choices, new unknown challenges and last but not least with the unavoidable truth about moving: `Everybody hates it. ` I personally haven’t met anyone who said they loved moving. Nobody seems to like boxing up stuff on one place and unpack in another. Especially, if there is a storage stop in between. My stuff is stored in 4 places around London. It is everywhere: in friend`s living room, airing cupboards, in a flat under redecoration and in a church crypt. During the next week or so I have the joyful and wonderful task to sort things out and get them all together. I hate moving. I hope this is the last one under the given circumstances. (There is a little plus in all of this though, the blessings of the superfast internet! I don’t have to wait while I make a cup of tea and have it just to find out, the page cannot be displayed after all.)
The good news is things seemed to get sorted very slowly. The peer pressure of the day is: writing a 2 pages long summary about where I am with the thesis. Well, what can I say this is the time again for blah blah-ing, which I really don’t want to. I was really hoping it was all over once I took a study break to write the majority of the thesis. Well obviously, it wasn`t. I might even just re-starting the strings of blahs in A-mol for example.
On my travels yesterday I met a lovely Hungarian independent boutique owner and we talked about the high entrepreneurial taxes, margins and seasons for wedding and evening dresses. A cocktail dress is sold for about £51 in the boutique, the warehouse price purchased on £30. Monthly rent of the retail space £757, monthly outgoing`s after the sales assistant employed: £212 towards the government plus the wage, which is about the same. And above all these the yearly entrepreneurial local tax. Well, that brought up in me the following theory. If I would make a range of cocktail dresses in Hungary as Vondores I would need to calculate with a £30 warehouse price, which includes: warehouse overhead and profit (let`s just say £10), Vondores` overheads and profit plus the fabric, including if I employ someone to make the dresses £212 payable monthly for the government plus the employee`s wage. If I do it myself I would need to make £212 divided by £30 - warehouse(£10) – fabrics and machine maintenance, electricity so on(£10) Profit on 1 dress is £10 = 21.2 dresses/month just to pay my entrepreneurial taxes plus other 21.2 dresses to give myself the minimum Hungarian wage to be able to pay the bills of The House with The Garden, which is about £100 half of what I would make designing and making nearly 43 cocktail dresses each months and I still have no guarantee after all this if I could sell them. That was just a quick count about making and selling locally in a fashion era, where the biggest competition is not the local maker, but the one who is on the other side of the world and called cheap labour. If the warehouse is left out and I do my own marketing with the local boutique owners, I would need to employ a person to deal with the logistics, or I would need to employ someone to do the making and I would do the logistics. And that would also require an investment into a van. Alternatively, I would start my own boutique, which means an investment not only in a car, but a retail space as well, which needs a sales assistant and the monthly rent. And for that I would need to employ more people to make clothes and I could go on forever counting and making plans and counting and making plans and would end up with thousands of dresses needed to be made to make ends meet somewhere in the next I don’t know how many 5 years plan.
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