this, instead

I have officially replaced my penchant for pillaging all of the Goodwills in North Carolina for old man lacoste sweaters with cigarette burns / weird plates / overalls / 80’s business attire /  sparkly geriatric lady pumps with digging through bins for records, at Amoeba and yard sales mostly. There’s a similar thrill of discovery, especially when I find the deliciously weird things, and way less of Me with Closet stuffed full of things that Farmers Wore while they Died.

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