The inner monologue goes something like this:
Resale’s an easy sell, but what about thrift? The notion of patience as the only thing needed to uncover hidden gems amidst tons of donated crap sounds like a warm and fuzzy crock of shit. Can I honestly endorse tackling a Goodwill if doing so means you might come up empty handed? Is that really fair?
When questions like these periodically threaten my entire approach to sartorial fulfillment, I hightail it to the dirtiest thrift within walking distance: The Salvation Army in Chelsea.
I’d never recommend this store to a novice thrifter – the place hasn’t been dusted in decades, the racks are riddled with heinousness – it’s enough to turn off even a pro like me. But every few months, I suck it up and go. Why?
Because if I can find something I love in decent condition HERE, in the underbelly of the secondhand universe, it rejuvenates my belief that anyone can thrift.
What happens whenever I perform the above exercise? I ALWAYS FIND SOMETHING – and by that I mean something so good, I might consider purchasing it retail.
The something in this case was a C&C California extra-long sleeve turtleneck in navy (my fave color to boot).
The garment was originally priced at $58.00, and is currently on sale for $14.90 online. What’d I pay?
The numbers don’t lie: $3.99.
“Just so you know, none of the white-tagged clothes are on sale,” said an apologetic staffer at the register. I smiled and reassured her paying full price was okay by me.
It took me about twenty-five minutes of digging before I found my gem. And if twenty-five minutes and four bucks nets a brandtastic turtle AND a renewed sense of purpose, it’s time and money well-spent, methinks.