Hand-Me-Downs 4 Sale

So last week I went to a consignment sale. It is held a few times a year in the gym of one of those non-denominational community churches that has lots of projection screens and contemporary music. The sale has gotten bigger and bigger each time since it's listed on every consignment sale website and mom newsletter. I actually got a lot of stuff...mostly for Pretty Girl since the best stuff is for the age groups who haven't really learned how to destroy things yet. Here is a sampling:

 

 

 

And here are a few observations:

-Black velvet and denim should never, ever be paired together on any single piece of clothing.

-Any name is annoying if you hear it over and over and...especially the name Brooklyn. However, my money is on guessing that it is really Brooke Lynn, just complete with the southern slur.

-Thanks to some well-spent advertising dollars in the Redneck City Times, all those folks came to town to buy all the character clothes that we won't buy. There was a Spongebob Squarepants couch (gasp) that some redneck folks had a fit over the second they walked through the door. They nearly knocked me down to get to it. I was this close to saying, "oh, you can have it" but I decided against it because then meaningless and annoying social interaction would ensue. I am aware that is pretty snobby.

-I bought a sweet red velvet RL dress for Pretty Girl. It is so simple and holiday-ish and best of all, nary a snowman, holly leaf, or santa head in site. So said the Redneck Woman fawning over it: "Oh, you found a Ralph Luh-wren. I just love it when I can get my kids into Ralph Luh-wren." There is just so much wrong with all that, but my favorite is the faux-chic pronunciation.

-And the piece de resistance...I was standing in line to pay and there was a giantly pregnant Redneck Woman behind me. Her shirt read, "Relax! It's Not Yours."