And so the lament of a tiny girl lost in the wonderful world of thrifting continues. Part 1 is HERE. Do not worry, however, because this particular story has a happy ending.

So there I was, checking the photos taken from the weekend lunch with the boyfriend’s family and feeling down about being the same size as Lyka. The thing is, people almost always notice that I am about an inch shorter than her and that her feet are bigger than mine. This is because Lyka and I get along so well and often spend time huddled over her drawings and dolls and crafty projects. Yep, she’s crafty and yep, I will write a post about her in the near future.

Seeing that there is nothing I can do with the whole “being tiny” matter, I turned to one thing that never fails to cheer me up: visiting the virtual homes of my blog friends. That’s when I saw Psyche’s outfit post.

“If she can find a cool pair of thrifted jeans in this city, so can I!” I said to myself. Wearing a shirt that I pinched from the boyfriend and with an Envirosax bag inside my black leather sling bag, I set out to the vintage store in the center of the city.

After 30 minutes of roaming around and humming “At the thrift shop” to the tune of “In the Navy,” I found the spot where they hang jeans of trendy styles. And that’s when I found THEM.

Perfect waist size, perfect color, buttons intact, stretchy fabric, not faded, skinny, and most importantly, ON SALE.

I should like to insert at this juncture that gladiator sandals and a shopping adventure where you will do lots of fitting do not a happy shopper make. Thankfully, this particular thrift store has tape measure taped to the side of every cash register counter. Checking the dimensions of the jeans perfectly made up for my haphazard fitting.

And it seems that the Right Size Gods were smiling down on me that day because I found a jumper. In EXTRA SMALL hurray!

So…. Moral lessons:

1. Never give up.

2. Even though the act of thrift shopping is already good for the environment, you will gain more karma points by bringing your own reusable bag. Karma points allow you to find the items you’re looking for.

3. Humming at the thrift store is a double-edged sword. People will avoid you because they’ll think you’re weird. But then, because they’ll avoid you, you’ll have less competition in finding that perfect thrifted item.

Dear Kids These Days,

I am writing this letter under the assumption that you are not very familiar with Greek mythology as all people should be since you very much enjoyed that Percy Jackson movie. Call me old-fashioned or narrow-minded, Kids These Days, but that movie played fast and loose with the wonderful world of Olympian gods.

The movie was wonderfully-made, don’t get me wrong. It was directed by Chris Columbus, after all. However, Kids These Days, the story was an affront to everything that Kids My Age learned about Greek mythology when we were younger. I don’t claim to be an expert. I can’s honestly say that I remember all the stories. But I do remember borrowing a book on the subject from our high school library and not returning it for the whole school year. It was LOVE. I also remember loving the old movies that were pretty much faithful to the adventures of the heroes and whims of the gods.

Kids These Days, in the interest of keeping the tradition of fantastic story-telling alive, please borrow a book on Greek mythology from the library and read the stories. You will know it right away because it will be old, dusty, and needing a re-binding. I suggest returning it before the due date, though. I was only able to have the book for a year when I was a high school sophomore because my mom was a teacher in the school I went to. That, and the head librarian was a neighbor.

Also, I suggest watching the old movies. The special effects will not be so special but the films are awesome. And while you’re at it, please watch the original Clash of the Titans before watching the new one.

Thank you, Kids These Days.

This outfit is another proof that I’m too old for my own good. Pearls and muted colors scream “too old for the mall.” But pearls and muted colors with a good sprinkling of red is an ideal Valentine’s non-date outfit for me.

= 0 =