Outfit details: vintage denim dress: thrift store, vintage Kork Ease sandals: thrift store, vintage yellow bandanna: thrift store, Tote bag: courtesy of Rebecca Minkoff, sunglasses: asos, magnifying glass necklace: Oh Hello Friend
I had been looking forever for the perfect quasi-shapeless denim shift dress (with pockets) and was so happy to have finally found one at the thrift store. I must admit that the shape is borderline frump city so I feel like I always have to wear non-sneaker shoes with it or else! Luckily these sandals are super comfortable so I have no complaints.
Speaking of thrift stores (and complaints for that matter), can I just take a moment to vent about the different types of foolery that I encounter on a regular basis at the thrifts that make my blood boil? K here goes:
Things That Grind My Gears: Thrift Store Edition
1. BY FAR the most annoying thing in the world is this scenario: I'm shopping in a narrow aisle filled with blouses, minding my own business when suddenly BAM lady with a shopping cart decides that she too would like to browse the aisle and proceeds to jam her cart into said aisle. It just so happens the width of her shopping cart is the exact width of the aisle that I'm in which means I am blocked in and can't continue browsing. Trying to move past is impossible. As always, shopping cart woman is oblivious to what is going on. I grumble and back out of the aisle.
Maybe it's just me, but I almost never shop with a cart because I hate how much room it takes up and I hate pushing it. I'm always really conscious of space constraints at thrift stores because a lot of them are super cramped and dragging a cart around and getting it someone's way is the last thing I want to do. If I shop with a cart I park it flush against the end of an aisle rack.
2. Here's another scenario: I'm browsing the dress rack and it is lengthy. It stretches from one wall of the store to the other. As I'm thumbing through the dresses some random annoying person thinks it would be a great idea to stand RIGHTNEXT to me to look through the dresses. Never mind that there is literally racks and racks of dresses along this wall and nary a person (but me) looking through them. Personal space being invaded is pretty much a given when shopping at a thrift store. I try to look through a different section if someone is looking through a rack I want to look through or I at least start at the opposite end to give them some breathing room. Harumph!
3. Most children (I have a cold black heart, obviously).
I'm going to stop because I could go on and on and on. Anyone else have any pet peeves to add in the mix? Should I just not be allowed outside?
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