What kind of shopping are doing these days? The last couple of years of motherhood and poverty (grad school) have caused a big change in my wardrobe, towards simpler outfits and a lot more denim. And it turns out I kind of actually dislike mall shopping. But I am the queen of virtual fake shopping, a skill most expats know too well. I have expensive tastes on a minimal budget, and mostly ogle maker companies like Imogene and Willie, Huit Denim, Of a Kind, Voices of Industry, and Fog Linen. But alas, I have not the budget.
The one kind of shopping I like best is thrifting, the only place where I can (sometimes) buy the quality I seek at the prices I can afford. Charity shops (as they are known here in Ireland, instead of thrift stores), were initially quite a shock. America’s thrift stores are super-sized, and often housed in former supermarkets or department store buildings. A charity shop in Ireland is usually the size of a small restaurant and doesn’t have massive stock. There are no colored tags that denotate an item’s half price status. Prices aren’t really what you would consider cheap by American standards, where my mother-in-law routinely purchases the kids’ clothes for 50 cents (or less). But Brad and I have found there are deals to be had here, when we go regularly. He hits up a St. Vincent’s de Paul in our nearby town once a week, and I hit up an NCBI charity shop and a charity ’boutique’ that benefits a local Catholic hospice centre over my lunch break at work once a week or so.
I’ve had a few good finds here, I asked Archer for help taking photos because Bradley was watching the World Cup. I asked him to be my photographer and he said, ‘what’s a photographer?’ Not too shabby for an amateur, methinks!
1. Lined corduroy coat: 4€ Retails for 70-80€
My love for this coat is deep. It is warm and stylish and has a pretty silky fabric lining that Archer was too impatient to photograph. I wore it all winter.
2. Linen Dress (I think I should take it in? It does’t look too bad with a belt)
I’m wearing it with the best shoes in the universe, that I bought at the Salamanca Antique Mall in Western New York. They are so well made, I will never see the like again. Unfortunately, they are now held together by masking tape. I wish I knew how old they are/who made them.
Where are you at, fashion-wise?A recent fashion change for me was inspired by a post by Whoorl (that I can’t find now, so this is all paraphrasing) where she says that you should buy clothing made from woven fabrics that don’t stretch because they are long-lasting and better looking. I have pretty much stopped wearing cheap-o knit tops (like long sleeved t-shirts and acrylic-blend sweaters) and focused on purchasing long-sleeve button-down cotton blouses, and anything made of linen or silk or wool. I do kind of need to purchase an iron though, that’s the downside of buying nice clothing.
I have great sister memories from our times shopping together with Mom. Us all crammed into one wheelchair accessible changing room, offering advice, laughing hysterically, taking breaks for Auntie Anne’s pretzels…..
P.S. I feel like i should explain the random gas canister by the back kitchen window. That is actually the butane for our stove. Because there is no real winter in Ireland, it works!!