I haven’t always loved thrift shopping.
I say that because I’ve been thrift shopping for a long long time.
Be it the divider between the lower and upper middle classes, or just my mom loving to get a deal, going to thrift stores and flea markets was a part of my childhood I always hated.
I distinctly remember always griping about the dusty smell making my “nose itch” and yearning for the chance to go to the mall. But, shopping at the mall for a 7-year-old is neither prudent or sustainable…I soon later found out. Continue reading “Why I thrift”