Anyway, while we were in the industrial area, Carlie and I made a pitstop at another one of my happy places, City Liquidators. At Cinetopia, I can nourish my inner snob. At City Liquidators, I can feed my inner thrift store slut. When we pulled up, under the sale flags, Carlie said, "Are we still in Portland?" and I have to admit, there is a very third world nation kind of feel to the area. Festive!



And though we didn't purchase a crushed velvet men's suit, available in red or blue, we did admire them and take a photo, because, frankly, how often do you come across a men's suit in crushed velvet?
Lunch was Carlie's choice, and she chose Taco Bell. Wearing fake Crocs and eating Taco Bell, oh the stories my little debutante will have to tell at her coming out party some day!
2 comments:
This sounds like my kind of day. I'm looking forward to the kids going back to school so I can hit the thrift stores again. And Taco Bell? Yum!
I am digging the crushed velvet suits. How did you resist?
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