I have never really taken the thought of thrift store shopping seriously. I mean, yeah I used to go because it was a great place for old records and books and such, but the idea of second hand undies or lingerie freaked (s) me out.
This being said, I may now have an addiction.
Hello, my name is Robyn...and I am addicted to thrift store shopping. HI ROBYN.
Its started innocently enough. I was looking for some nice inexpensive tank tops for this heat wave we have coming. I realized Brennan only had two, and one was rapidly getting too small. (Belly shirts are soooo 90's) So I started looking online first but was not having the best of luck. I am sorry, but I am not going to pay 10 bucks for a children's tank top that they will grow out of in a couple months. I can get a T-shirt for that price and it has sleeves...
Anyway - I Googled thrift stores in the area so I could just explore that option. The first one I visited was in Tacoma off of Jefferson. It was a Goodwill Outlet. For those who don't know, that means its a Goodwill where they don't feel like sorting the crap that comes in and you pay for the clothes you buy by the pound. Yeah....this is foreign to me. Its a shit-ton of large bins with random stuff barely sorted by relativity. Toys, clothes, housewares, etc. I started digging through a couple and found a Coach shoe (one) and a Channel purse. Yeah, talk about treasure hunt! I did not end up purchasing anything and left in somewhat of a hurry. My accompanying companion was freaked out but a smelly gentleman that may or may not have had bugs...
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| Gift for the 'other mother' :) |
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| Yup...its Teddy himself... |
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| My haul... |
Well slap my ass and call me Nelly, I think I'm hooked. Let frugality PREVAIL!



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