Something to read as I work on my next novel.
Fashion and thrift shopping. Those words make me happy. And the word candy. And the word clearance.
Anyways, I realized I haven’t done a fashion lookbook since Valentines Day, so I’m due.
In case you’re wondering, yes it is still spring. I Googled it.
So bring on the pastels, pearls, and lace! From my second-hand closet, to you.
Today is Martin Luther King Junior day. Lucky students, employees, and city workers got the day off.
By pure luck, my entire family got the day off from work, school, and bible studies. And a follow-up question, bright and sparkly, presented itself: So what are we gonna do?
We’re the Koontzes. We hike, and camp, and go to the movies, and eat junk food, and go thrift shopping.
Overwhelmed. I was overwhelmed. I’m still overwhelmed!
The truth is I had work for seven hours Saturday morning and didn’t feel like spending the rest of my now-free Saturday stuck at home. My family said there was a sale at the thrift store. I couldn’t believe we were still lounging about the house! We all got dressed, I put what I thought was around ten dollars of tip money in my wallet, and we sped on down to our favorite thrifting spot, eyes wide, lips licking, and rubbing our hands together in excited anticipation.
The last time I hung out with Jake was for our Ontario Mills excursion. We both dressed up and walked the mall and drank Starbucks, and ate Auntie Em pretzels, and shared a huge Cinnabon that plopped, in unison with Jake’s gasp, onto my prom dress..
It was a fun day.
But Michael Kors and Calvin Klein are Jake’s thing. Now it was time to show him some real shopping.
We were going thrifting.
Continue reading ➞ Back In The Thrifting Game & Converting A Retail Shopper
I . . . will stop with the dot-dot-dot now. (Lol)
