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Yeah...I sometimes make mistakes buying things. Usually when things are on sale. Whenever I think of wardrobe regrets, I think of EVERYTHING I ever bought from this store called Ragstock in Chicago. Yeah, I don't live in Chicago anymore, but IDEA of this store exists in every state/country anywhere.
Basically, take your cool alternative neighborhood. There's the vegan-organic-fairtrade place you can eat for lunch...else cheap pizza. There's a local music bar. There's the place that's lax about their bathroom policy but you never eat there... then theres the coffee shop where you end your night. There's a clothing store you actually want to shop at.... and then, there's a shitty vintage shop that's a cross between an actual vintage shop, a cheap hooker-clothing store, and a dollar store. It plays loud punk music, everyone that works there is cool--and the prices are so cheap! WOW! what a hidden gem! until you go try everything on... everything looks like it should be cool... but you try it on and it looks... off. Off enough to give you a bad feeling, but not enough to make you not buy it... like the
uncanny valley of alternative fashion. EVERYTHING I ever bought here ripped, fell apart, was scratchy against my skin (a few hours later), made my skin burst out in a rash, or just looked STUPID. Fuck this place. We've got these "Ragstock"-like places on St. Marks Place in NYC, but I know better than to go there.
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| 5 dollars! what a steal! |