I introduced Sara to the joys of thrift shopping today. My reasons for this are two: I'm poorer than I was; and thrifting is fun. I do not like shopping much, but thrifting is more like treasure-hunting. Nowhere else will you find so many ugly teapots all in one place.
We spent $38.60 and got most of what she wants for school.
Nate is not sold, though. As we made our way toward the racks of girls' jeans, and he said, "These are old clothes, Sara."
"Those jeans were already worn by another person. Maybe even 'commando'."