I mean SERIOUSLY?!
Best thrifting since Reuse Industries in Athens. Props to Meg+Sharon for sharing the secret and Danielle for driving!
I walked away with a pair of campus boots, some orthopedic grandma shoes, a pair acid washed jeans, a hawaiian print romper, a ridiculous flowered belt, a carpet bag-y purse, a camel winter trench coat, and a red flannel shirt.
That I managed to avoid my gateway drug into thrifting—polyester 70s dresses—and my typical thrifting vices—little boys blazers, bill cosby sweaters, high waisted skirts, and 70s secretary blouses—is a testament to A) how GD amazing this place is and B) the fact that I no longer have a business casual office to dress for. AMEN TO BOTH!
PS. I sadly did not buy the pictured Jordache bodysuit (TAGS ON!!!). See those boxes? There were hundreds of them, with insanely specific labels like “feminine cowboy boots” and “70s wrap skirts” and “corduroy vests” and “kimonos” and “very 80s 80s dresses” and “women’s leather jackets without fringe,” which implies there is another, separate 200 gallon box somewhere containing nothing but “women’s leather jackets WITH fringe.” All of this is to say that I found that bodysuit in a giant box labeled “Women’s formal bodysuits by Jordache.” There were a lot of them in there.