Being a transplanted local girl from Hawai’i, I’ve always been envious of people who’ve said that they have friends here who they’ve known since childhood. I haven’t ever had childhood friends here in L.A….until now!
My friend K moved down to L.A. from San Francisco a year ago and luckily for me, she also understands my “vintage/used” sickness. She tends to veer towards accessories and I to clothes.
This past Sunday, we started with a nice little burger lunch at Bob’s Big Burp. I don’t know what it is about greasy diners, but you only live once, so why not, right?! Plus, I came to the harsh reality that I was never going to marry Edward Cullen. If I hadn’t kept stuffing fries down my pie hole, I would’ve actually ate A pie and that, as they say in Swahili, is that.
I must have an extra special gene that fuels me with energy to withstand shopping at 4, count ‘em, FOUR thrift stores in a matter of 5 hours. I would’ve sworn on a stack of Archie comics, that my friend K was ready to make me drop and roll out of her car at the end of the day.
OH, what did I find?! I’ll keep you from the suspense and list my treasures:
- Red patent wide belt – too bad a little big on me. It goes straight to my Bonanzle site!
- Darcy & Elizabeth book for $2.99! Nevermind that I haven’t read Pride and Prejudice yet, BUT I did see the movie with Keira Knightley about 100 times, so does that count?
- Cole Haan mini shoulder purse – all leather and in the most light iridescent buttery gold leather for under $7! It doesn’t even look used. I’m on the fence on whether to keep this or sell it. Hmm….
- Bronze-tone feathers pendant on a leather necklace
- And some other items I can’t remember, now that it’s Friday
At our last stop at a Goodwill I thought I was going to be a literal fashion victim. I’d only been in the store for 2 minutes when I heard a woman disputing a return with the store clerk. It went something like this,
Shouting Woman to clerk: “This is supposed to be a Christian organization and you’re supposed to represent (that)!”
Clerk to Shouting Woman: (unintelligible reply that sounded like an apology/refusal to meet woman’s request)
Shouting Woman to clerk: “Because of YOU, I can’t take my son to the movies TONIGHT!”
Clerk into intercom: “Security”
Shouting Woman: I AM NEVER GOING TO SHOP HERE AGAIN!
The woman grabbed her Goodwill bags and stormed out of the store. All I could think was, “What a killjoy”. I saw Shouting Woman Standing With Fists by her car and I thought she was going to get her gat and spray the joint. I would’ve been Fashion Victim Jane Doe and hadn’t even bequeathed my special-edition Twilight DVD to my future unborn child yet.
I don’t understand how someone can try to return used clothing for $50. It’s a USED CLOTHING STORE for goodness sakes! Needless to say, I didn’t buy squat and (newscaster voice) “Goodwill stock fell 2 points today due to civil unrest”.
