Today was a thrifting day from hell. Literally the worst day I can remember in a long time.
Started off ok. Found a RLPL casual L/S shirt, an Etro cashmere sweater and an Etro L/S button-down. Cool? Yeah. Well, as I'm looking at the Etro sweater a arm reaches over my shoulder and plucks a jacket from the rack. Literally from in front of me. Going by the quality of what I had just found, I wondered what it was that had been grabbed. Turned around and it's this 6'1 tall bovine shaped woman who is notorious for flipping. Literally hoovers up anything of any value in her path and is extremely rude/aggressive. Glared at her and walked away. At this point I'm pissed but shrug it aside. I'm usually pretty mellow. 15 minutes or so goes by and she wanders by me, really slowly with the jacket literally inside-out with the label clearly visible. A large "Loro Piana" label stares me in the face. Loro f*!&cjd#!* Piana. I got a closer look at the jacket too. Looked like tan micofiber (but could easily be wrong) with a brown corduroy or suede collar. What a slap in the face. She literally flaunted it around the whole store, draped over her arm with the label exposed for a good hour.
She left and I found nothing more. Decided to go to a garage sale on the other side of town to try and get my mind off her and the jacket. Got there and lo and behold there she was. Ugh! Garage sale was a bust. Hit 5 more thrifts and ran into another notorious flipper. Great.
I cannot believe some people.....