New fashions at the thrift store
I mentioned in the last post that the little man needed some clothes to hide his nakedness, to which we are exposed daily, constantly, without a break. We are not complaining, mind you, but people out there find it worrisome, even at the beach he has gotten looks and I have seen people point at him look, he is naked, silly weird people. For, what is a beach without bare bottomed children running all around it, I ask and expect no answers because if you are one of those people, I dont want to know about it. Keep your dirty secret.
Since I refuse to throw good money after insanely expensive clothing, the first stop I made is at the local thrift stores. There is one particular one that seems to never disappoint: Good Sammy, it has everything one wants in a charity/second hand shop – good prices, big selection, and my favorite is that they provide jobs to disabled people (about 10 for each store they have).
On top of all that, it was 50% off, which meant that I went a big crazy and when I came back home it was like Christmas.
The Dod went a bit crazy seeing so many clothes and wearing his new outfit – just started laughing, jumping and rolling about like a mad man. See, clothes dont have a good effect on the boy.
What did I get?
For the Dod:
1x long sleeved top
For Little B:
1x denim skirt
1x beach pants
For Miss Fab:
1x fishermans pants
Total of 26 items of clothing!
I told you it was like Christmas.
How much for all of that, you ask?
It was a whoooping…mind boggling…$40.70!
Really. In the pile I had a 100% silk top, a Mambo shirt, made in India top and pants, Marks and Spencer t-shirt and so on.
I am attaching the evidence.
Everyone liked everything, which in itself is an amazing accomplishment.
I had a few favorites, including the silk top, the fun flowy pants, the fisherman’s pants and the denim skirt. But I think my most favorite find is this dress, which I stumbled upon in the womens section.
Little B has been wearing it nonstop since yesterday. I didnt even have a chance to wash it.
One more thing gets crossed off the to do list. Phew!