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THRIFT STORE JUNKIE, DON’T BRAND ME

Ever seen someone in a piece of fashion or styled so peculiarly that in your mind or out loud you are like “I freaking love your life!” Truth be told, I love that moment. Whether I am witnessing someone looking so beautifully bizarre or whether I am the one making it onto someone else’s bizarre list indeed those moments are honors. See, there is something heartwarming about knowing you stand out in a crowd, and not because you spent a fortune on your look, but because your look is on you. Your style is specifically designed, cultivated and hand-picked by your divus eye. You know, and we can feel that you did not choose pieces because of their big-ticket price tags, because they are trending, or because they flaunt a high-end designers name or logo. We know, you choose each increment of your look because it suits you, and your heart desires it. You vibe with your pieces—and they all resonate deep within and far beyond your spirit.

“Nothing is incidental.”
—Pocan Ioan Valentin

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GOODWILL THRIFT INTERVENTION

If you know me-know me, you know I am a recovering Goodwill, thrift store addict. To be fair, and not alone in this intervention—Frank is too. Most of my fancy coats, half of our book and almost all of our VHS collection was purchased at our local Goodwill stores. Nowadays people are rushing into clothing stores for the latest trends and designer fashions. I, on the other hand, am waiting in a monstrous line at a Goodwill Chesapeake store. I am beaming from ear to ear with cart full unique pieces at the monthly 50% off sale. Every now and then I may even grab a designer this or that. Frank is content too because he has probably found some gems in the books section. Not to mention, I barely spent 25 federal reserve notes. His pockets, our pockets can breathe.

January 2019 marked the first month in over a year that Frank and I did not splurge at the Goodwill. To be exact—we did not visit any thrift stores. If you do not cross the threshold temptation will not seize you by the purse strings. With our little one on the way, we made a commitment to budgeting better and saving more. We did really really good actually. So good, that we did not feel a bit of conviction when February rolled in and we found ourselves in the Goodwill checkout line. He needed a trenchcoat for a project. I just happened to come across six VHS tapes not in our collection, two children’s books, and a really nice dress coat. Okay, correction: I found 5 VHS tapes, not in our collection. Duplicate tapes are, yeah, a bit of a thing when you are constantly on the hunt for classics. Continue reading “GOODWILL THRIFT INTERVENTION”

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The Bag Lady’s SugarHoneyIceTea


Got my hands on an authentic vintage Gucci bag once. A nice one too—a collector’s steal—a connoisseur’s dreams

but really wasn’t my type of, you know, flavor—couldn’t satisfy my sweet tooth... Eh,

so I parted with it three days later for decent enough amount of fiat.

I know, I know—some may say girl you’awholefool out in these streets…well, to each her or his own custom pile of rocks to kick…

I know my own speed of light. I bang hard with my own style. I like the conversion rate of USD to Pesos

—and this Rosetti backpack for that Burlington price tag… let’s just say life was officially given bi.

#thesimplethingsinlife

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Faux Fur

My fur be faux ’cause I found no need to kill for warmth—we have been graced with the rise of comforts, namely pushbutton heat.

I pay no blood price.

You will not catch me trapping rabbits for fashion, ‘cuz like my diamonds I clean no blood from knives for a good show.

You may spy me in authentic fur—genuine leather maybe,

but know it’s been recycled, thrifted, hand-me-downed or gifted, and to the dear creature who has sacrificed most I offer no price, but many meditations well paid.

You will see me here or there my crown ‘dorned full and gratefully feathered, be kin to know they have long since been pluck from vintage wings, cast down from the plumes of one who still soars the skies or pulled from a shelf of manufactured plumage.

Still, you will not find me cursing the man who captures the doe, or the woman who glistens like pressure crafted stars from a laboring man’s land—no, ‘for every life has a price to pay, every bird a good song—and we all have a measure of heart, no one being’s strummings lesser or grander than the next.

Alhamdulillah

—♥E

 

 

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Winter Coats

They keep us warm, shield us from the extreme temperature changes—but I’m burning on the inside.

here and there, you just gotta toss the faux to the snow leave it for the deer to trample, and when they stampede

at the change of season, upon your return take up your fringe and run with them.

—Dance of the woman with 3 left feet

 

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