I had to take Thursday afternoon off work, because I had built up so much flexi that if I didn’t use it I would lose it (and I’m not prepared to work for free!) and i took the time to myself to visit the charity shops in Tollcross, an area I don’t usually visit for thrifting.
A new Salvation Army shop had opened there a while ago and I hadn’t yet been to check it out. The other two SA shops in the city are in slightly rougher areas and are dirt cheap and pretty run down and smelly and not great even for a hardened charity shopper like me. This one was nicer though, big for a charity shop and with a big vintage selection. Though inexplicably it didn’t have a changing room – this is very unusual for Edinburgh, I can only think of one other place that doesn’t and that is miniscule, so at least there’s a reason for them not to, whereas in this one there was plenty of space. All it takes is a shower rail and a curtain!
The pricing was all over the place as well. The contemporary stuff was standard price, and probably on the cheaper end of what is typical, but the vintage was WAY overpriced. A 1980s dress and jacket combo for £65 pounds anyone? Or how about a vintage polyester slip for £15? That is more expensive than vintage boutiques could get away with charging. I don’t know who they got to price their things but it can’t have been anyone who knew what they were doing.
Anyway, here is what I got:
An apron. They always have loads of these in the vintage shops, and I always wanted one, but given that it is not actually a practical piece of clothing (If I spill while cooking, it’s usually on my top half), or anything you could wear outside in an everyday way, I thought it was probably a waste of money. This one was only £1.80 though, so I thought I’d go for it.
A circle skirt. It doesn’t have a label, I’m pretty sure it’s vintage, though SA obviously didn’t think so and priced it at new. Which is nice. It’s an awkward length on me (mid calf), and I was planning on shortening it, though now I think it may be big enough to wear a crinoline, so I may leave it.
A yellow shirt. I nearly didn’t get this. It’s almost completely see through, there is absolutely no way you could wear it on it’s own. It’s frankly ridiculous what the high street is producing. But I liked the summery colour, and it’s similar in shape to another shirt I have, which I love, so I decided to give it the benefit of the doubt.