While waiting about 14 bajillion hours the other day at the Park Slope Beacon's Closet for the girls to go through my potential sales (can't blame them -- economy sucks, everyone be sellin' their shit!), I poked around and then I FUCKING! SCORED!
First, I nearly asphyxiated on the spot when I unearthed this Hayden-Harnett black cardigan with leather epaulets (I guess you'd call 'em that?) and leather tipped belt tie. Wait wait... let me repeat that... It's a black Hayden-Harnett cardigan with leather epaulets and leather tipped belt tie. For... $24. AMERICAN dollars. Yes. I did. I did that. I really did. I did that.
Now it's got a little bit of pilling on the sides, to be sure, and it's got a few errant fuzz balls, but a trip to the cleaners (where it's currently residing), should clear that up, and soon it'll be living a brand-new life, just like this vintage Sasoon jacket, which is the happiest little jacket (except I got Red Mango on it, so it's currently at the cleaners too). Otherwise the cardi's in TIPPY TOP shape and fits like a glove. Actually, it's a TEENSY bit tight, but hopefully some desperately needed better eating habits will avail me of that distress in general. Anyway, I'm happy as a pig in shet. The leather epaulets look especially sick.
THEN I found this super fun Luella top:
$14 for a fun, Pink Ladies-style button-down with a weird print of skulls that look like a bizarre amalgam of jockeys and hot air balloons. It doesn't close over my ample-chestedness, but I can easily wear it with a black shirt underneath for almost-maxium cuteness. Yay!
So between those and the $9 pair of turquoise wayfarers I picked up, everything was about $47, which was about what my traded-in clothes came to, and they ended up paying me like 14 cents or something. Wee! Of course, it'll all be for naught if that amazing Hayden-Harnett cardi has bed bugs or something. Then I'll really be fucked, y'awl.