top: Anthropologie similar // belt: thrifted // skirt: thrifted similar // shoes: Steve Madden similar
As I explained previously, I grew up thrifting and hitting vintage and second-hand stores is in my blood passed down from
The husband on the other hand isn't too much of a thrifter. Not really because he's against it (although he does rant against the amount of hipsters in Seattle every so often), but it's shopping. And it's his least favorite: shopping that doesn't always have a clear purpose.
When you thrift you have to comb the store, aisle to aisle, shelf to shelf and you have to go back repeatedly. Thrifting isn't the in-and-out, quick-and-dirty kind of shopping excursion that the husband likes, which is why when he agreed to go with me last Friday after our little happy hour date, I was surprised and thrilled.
But, I mean, how could he not go when the bar was across the street from Goodwill.
Destiny, I tell you.
Destiny and fate because I found this perfect little chiffon polka dotted skirt. There was a tiny rip at the waist band-- easy fix-- and it was only $4. Score. (I also found a mint trench coat for $12. That baby will debut another day.)
Perhaps the husband is my lucky charm for thrifting.
And that means he should go more often with me. What do you think? ;)
p.s. don't forget about the first every friday finds + favorites link-up tomorrow! come share whatcha like on the internet and in real life!
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