Thursday, October 28, 2010

The Danger of Thrift Store Shopping... in leaving with more crap than you meant to.

I went to my local Goodwill today after work looking for one item. One. A black pair of pants [that didn't make my ass look huge]. Sounds reasonable, right?

Instead I left with:

  • one pair black pants [jury"s still out on how they make my ass look...]
  • one white sweater [silk! with beads!]
  • two soup bowls [vintage looking with handles--perfect!]
  • one board game [Worst Case Scenario board game which may or may not be missing pieces...]
  • one book [The Thirteenth Tale by Dianne Setterfield, in new condition]
On the bright side, I got all this for $23 and some change. 

I love thrift store shopping!