I'm a thrift shop kind of cat, but you gotta know what you're doing in an environment like that. There must be no shopping agenda, but rather, the store must tell the shopper what to buy. Never was this more true than my recent trip with my friend, who was looking for "something crazy" for some costume party he had to attend.
I found an old black Miami Heat Harold Miner away jersey, sized XL. I'd have preferred something a bit smaller, but all in all, it was hot. This was by far the best pick up I've made since the three button navy Armani suit I found in 1997 for $20.
My friend tried to get me to give him my find, because he felt it would be a hit at the party. I told him to play hide and go fuck himself.
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