Vintage Jewelry Store
I went to the "super" Salvation Army store in Syracuse, NY, today. It is
huge, well-lit and very well organized; for example, the rows and rows of
men's button-down shirts are carefully grouped by color, with dozens and
dozens in every shade of the spectrum.
What I bought: a calf-length (on me) navy blue all-weather trench coat with
red stitching. I have no idea how old it is, but it is like new; made by
Misty Harbor, $7.99.
What I didn't buy (and this is killing me): a Pierre Cardin superdark blue
trenchcoat. I couldn't find a size label, but I did find an unusual union
label. The finishing details on the coat were wonderful. When I slipped it
on, I knew it was a fine piece of clothing. Unfortunately it was way too
large. It was actually a man's coat--probably a small size. It was $9.99.
If I were in the mood for doing the ebay thing, I would have bought it. I
hated to leave it at the store.
Any comment?
I'm not much of a thrift store shopper because I don't have enough
patience to sift through the dregs to find the treasures. Those who
do well at the store are very patient. We do have a policy that items
must be out on the floor for the general public for 24 hours before a
member can purchase them. I do like to look at everything when the
shop isn't busy as well as watch the customers shop. You can tell the
pros as they sweep thtough from one display to the next searching for
bargains. My roommate this weekend told me she looks for antiques and
estate jewelry at thrift stores.
One of the boys involved in the shooting at Columbine was described as
always wearing a trench coat. Whether this is fact or fiction doesn't
matter as much as the reality that it is easy to hide a weapon in a
coat. During the first few days after Columbine IMO it seemed as if
the media was looking for all sorts of symbols to analize why someone
would commit such a crime. Things like trench coats, wearing all
black, listening to suggestive lyrics, watching violent movies or even
worse, playing violent video games were said by some to lead to crime.
Ob.fash. I have a green trench coat which I love. It has big pockets
where I hide my gloves and kleenex.