So, my mother is on this Goodwill binge where she shops their daily and calls to update my sister and I on what “great deals” she finds. I however, couldn’t even find accessories for my grease monkey mechanic Halloween costume.
Regardless…I went to Lafayette this past weekend and found myself near a Goodwill store, so I decided to go in to rummage through the records (my new hobby since I got the antique record player). With eight records in hand from Bette Mitler to UFO, I came across a purple silk Victoria’s Secret top on a manikin with TAGS ON IT…I ripped it off like I expected one of the frumpy looking shoppers to challenge me for an XXS silk cami.
I approached the counter and stumbled into a skinny mini tweener with an arm full of tops that had tags hanging off of them. As to not divert too much attention, I went to the opposite end of the isle as her and worked her way, to avoid going behind her only to find what she had already picked over. Within the 6 feet of isle I covered, I had already collected enough banana republic, Ann Taylor and BCBG to make my adrenaline start pumping. I slyly grabbed a basket and made a plan. I would start in one corner of the store and cover it entirely. I couldn’t help but think of how I have been feeling sorry for myself because “everyone else” gets to shop all of the time and I have “The Mortgage.” Well, not today.
I would leave the store with tons of tops, skirts, blazers and even a pair of J Crew classic chinos. The 300.00 St John twill Jacket with oversized buttons that I snagged, had a dry cleaning tag for 25.00 attached to the sleeve right next to the Goodwill “reduced 7.99” sticker. I am assuming that these people have no idea what they have in inventory for a slim girl with conservative taste, but I’m sure the gasp I let out when I checked out was some indication. “Your total is $129.00.”
As I handed the saleswoman most of the cash I had withdrawn from the ATM for my weekend away, I realized that complaining just slows down the time that is passing until you unexpectedly catch a break.
So, in my new outfits and "staple" tops, I just say "thank you" when they are complimented; and when someone wants in on one of my new looks, I just respond that I picked it up in "just some little shop in Lafayette."