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I feel like this post has been a looooong time coming.
Here’s how I go about thrifting to find the good, dirt cheap stuff I exhibit on this blog…
Rule 1 : Look through everything. All sizes. All racks.
A size 8 is smaller in the 90s, even smaller in the 80s, teeny in the 60s.
A size 4 is larger with this brand, differently cut with that brand.
As I’m scanning racks, I look for fabrics, colors, patterns that jump out at me.
I almost exclusively buy only natural fabrics - cotton, silk, blends.
If something catches my eye, I check price & tag.
If it still seems a viable possiblity, I check for flaws and judge if it may fit.
Then toss into my cart or tuck it back into the rack.
Here’s some of how yesterday’s trip went down :
I’m drawn to surfwear brands. Cali nostalgia.
This grey sweater is a good color, but don’t like that the stripes don’t continue on back and the V is too deep.
Love tattered silk, but this pink Arden B was too small when I tried it on.
The Façonnable on the right, however, did fit.
It was $5.99, which is high for a thrift shirt, BUT! these things retail in the range of $200.
This vintage sweater interested me (the buttons button!), but could tell it was way too big.
(Even though labeled a small)
Back into the rack.
This one I went back and forth with. Simple, too simple?
Put it back, pulled it out again.
Luckily. Because it fit perfectly and will be great this winter over leggings + pants.
The neckline hung really cool, when I tried it on.
I always browse the skirt & pant sets.
Often, I find one of the pieces is fantastic, even if the other doesn’t fit.
The pant set on the right was goofy and prompted a look, but not a try on.
This one did warrant a try.
I can’t resist yellow, even though it looks hideous against my skin.
Very very well constructed, but just a touch too restrictive/tight when hugging my arms.
And I would likely never actually wear it.
This sweater looked kinda cute, but was too youthful and too…cropped.
This dress I also almost didn’t take in to try.
The satin on the shoulders and hem was thick and luxurious,
but the dress fabric sorta crepe-y.
Oh! But the way it closes in back.
Another perfect fit. My fave find of the day, it turned out! $3.99, ya’ll.
And for the last thrift tip of this post…a must.
Lot’s o’ dust in a big thrift shop trip.
I keep a bottle in my car door at all times.
The feather came from a duck at White Rock Lake.
Found by a boy, given to Marianne, passed on to me.
We are so used to seeing feathers - in real life and art.
Fashion, decor, floating down from a tree.
But when you take the time to really look at them, think about them -
the engineering and architecture is something else.
And birds just casually grow these things. TO FLY.
This particular feather really brought out the wild cat in Pedal. Hunting eyes!
You’ve seen this top and skirt before.
Both from Buffalo (I cut up the tank).
I was feeling stripey last night.
And look! Jack the cat is almost all better.
A fluke illness that stumped the vets.
He went flat like a pancake.
Stopped eating, drinking & grooming.
Apparently fat cats will die in 3-4 days if they don’t eat as their liver fills with fat and BAM!
Dead of “fatty liver.”
So, he was on IV nutrition for two days (oy).
Then came home Friday night and I had to force feed him high protein food.
This was the same day I had my root canal,
so a “fun” Saturday followed of us sleeping all day together as we healed.
Luckily, the one night of force feeding was enough for him and he perked up some on Sunday.
I offered him many temptations such as steak, rotisserie chicken and Alaskan canned salmon. VET : I don’t care what he eats, just get him to eat!
He chose to ease in with Whisker Lickin’s soft treats and Fancy Feast juice.
Rough patches like this are when I bemoan being single.
I could have really used the comfort of a loving other on Saturday for big hugs, hot tea making
and turning the Netflix off on my iPad when I fell asleep on hydrocodone.
All better now.
Oooooooh a good Good GOOD find.
One of those that when picked up, I thought, “will this even fit on my body?”
I mean, it does.
It’s a comfy, floating, sexy little thing, no?
The wrinkling is basically impossible to combat.
Steamed it in the bathroom, then took an iron to it.
The top will de-wrinkle, but the skirt just wrinkles back up again, so sticking with that.