diary of a {thrift} fashion fiend #1

hey thrifty fashionistas;

Today was another day in (wannabe ) fashiontown.  I headed south to Milwaukie, where there's a strip of thrift I like to hit.  I popped into Red White & Blue first, hoping the pair of fuzzy UGG zories I'd passed up last time were still on the shelf.  (They were.xo)  I also searched the uniforms aisle for Carharts for my he-man the car(har)penter.  I found one (black) pair there and two more (green+black) in with the regular pants.  Hot damn!  Passed up a (fake) Louis Vitton makeup bag, woulda snatched it up (it was a damn good fake) but $40.

Next was Value Village.  Three pairs of glasses (prescription/ clear lenses) crawled into my bagg, as did two reversible leopard/ beige brasarittes (not in my size poo, but it's my FAVOURITE style so I'll pass them onto sis + ma).  I skipped pretty quick, not much to hold my interest today, though I did happen accross a pair of regret DKNY pants (were 99¢ the day before boo).

Goodwill was not great.  Nothing good in the glass case, no shoes or purses worth a second glance.  Almost grabed a rubber bin, but I have enough for now and it was not worth the full $4 it was marked.  I scored three hot rings, a "fear not" and two w/ amber (hot & mybestfriend).  Avon nail kit (4 different clearcoats) for 50¢.  No suga.

Alas, the bins.  I grabbed a cart and started packin'.  Broken laundry baskets were my license to shop (drop by consignment after).  I scored a pink bathrobe, paint spattered Carharts + furry Levi's jacket in additon to a baseball card bedsheet, Baby Phat jacket & loads other coats.  I loaded a basket with books only to find out hardbacks were a dollar and pbs a whole half (I'm cheap, ladies).  While trying out bicycles (on top of my wish list) a young man said I had plumbers butt.

Now back to reality.

After all the sweat and dollars I spent searching for the perfect threads with my elbow ex-prom gloves on in the grungy bins, I didn't make ONE DAMN DOLLAR back in cash (or trade).

I took my loaded laundry baskets to xxxRoads Trading Co. just west of our house & got the "we didn't find anything today" speel from the pretty sales girl.  It was especially a blow because I heard the taggin machine clicking and racked up the register in my head--- it was for the other girl-who-I-brought-my-stuff-in-after-but-had-my-name-down-first-and-she-got-pissy's stuff.

Same sh*t speech from Hookers Inc.  I felt better after a healthy $2 after 2 pm orange/mango smoothie from Starbuxxx and a bite of diabetic cupcake (free&sugarless!) from Fred Meyer.  At least, until I killed my diet with vanilla ice cream with MAGIC SHELL.  I carted my new baskets upstairs to my workshop (closet XXL) and was going to clean and pick the cream of the crop, but after a few Camels I hit the sack.  Gee, I'm such a (fashion) b(wh)ore!

Get off your as* and find a friend- seniors get 50% off at VV & RW&B on WEDNESDAYS!!!

hugs & love,

missy o.