I love me a good secondhand store. Retail prices are exorbitant, and mostly, so is my taste. I am a hippie at heart, so my style veers quite a bit into the boho/vintage lane. Once, on a trip to NYC, I told my now husband that I wanted to go in to Free People and he asked how many people I wanted. (He’s a dork and that’s partly why I married him).
We have a secondhand store here called Clothes Mentor. Just inside the door, to the left, they have a circular rack dedicated to all the bougie boho brands. Now, this store does not have a limit to the number of items you can bring into the dressing room at one time. I actually had a store associate laugh out loud at me once as she witnessed a mountain of Anthropologie and Free People apparel waddling toward her, asking for a dressing room.
It’s an addiction. No doubt. I realize there are worse things to be addicted to than spending $10 on a vintage shirt that retails for $100, but how many $10 vintage items does one need? At some point, it becomes a collection. An obsession. Not a wardrobe…
Speaking of wardrobes…I briefly considered trying that whole minimalist wardrobe thing, ya know? Like white, black, khaki….Gappy? It’s GAPPY – like the minimalist wardrobe people are poster children for the GAP. You can’t be boho-y and gappy. Don’t get me wrong – I love a good white t-shirt and pair of khaki pants, but it’s so VANILLA.
I’m fine with life having a vanilla base, but I need some chocolate chips and big honkin’ chunks of cookie dough along my journey, man. I will never look back at the end of my life and wish that l had eaten more cauliflower. Well, I started with thrift stores and ended with cauliflower. That sounds about right. Should the title of my blog have the letters ADHD in it somewhere? What do y’all think?
A Little MS with a Little MSW 
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