Thrifting success or failure depends on one’s mood. If I’m cranky, everything looks like dirty junk. If I’m in a good mood, there are treasures for the taking. I progressed through both states today. I began the experience irritated with the weather and work. I’m ashamed to say that seeing my friend, Leah, didn’t snap me out of it. Finding a silk romper, on a totally random rail, did. And then things just improved from there.
I don’t need any more coats or jackets, so I just browsed to entertain myself while I awaited my friend. I gasped when I saw the same green peacoat I donated in Cincinnati. (It must be a different coat, right?) I do not intend to repurchase it, but did consider the cropped faux fur coat, faux leather hoodie jacket, and suede Guess duster.
This store organizes shoes by size. The boots are in their own section, also arranged by size. I’ve been looking for a pair of red cowboy boots since I was in Annie Get Your Gun in 2011. They finally found me! Leah found a pair of stompers that reminded her of her teen years.
The gloomy weather had me craving a knitted cocoon, but maybe not a fleece jacket featuring dogs and apples.
At this location, most of the jewelry is sealed in plastic bags and hung on the endcaps. Although Leah tells me that brooches are “in,” I have no desire to add to my brooch collection. I did, however, think this Santa sherriff star was funny.
I only brought three things into the dressing room to try on:
The white cocoon is a “no.” The turtleneck sweater is a “yes.” (I intend it to replace the black turtleneck sweater I am wearing.)
People often ask me how I get so “lucky” at the thrift store. I answer that it’s less luck and more attitude. It’s the Law of Attraction: with a positive mindset (or one score in hand), the treasures find you.