The Matron has a special relationship with this store. The kind of symbiotic love affair, in which they get (very little of) her money and she gets all kinds of designer fare!
Memorable purchases include a $7.49 Lucky leather purse (retail $200), a $3.99 Calvin Kline beaded skirt with the $295 price tag still on AND a faux fur the Matron paid $7.49 for but found on eBay for $400.
Love affair, indeed. Sigh.
But even more - the children! The Matron's offspring are well-heeled, thanks to this store. Both of the older sport brand new Obermyer ski jackets this year (total cost: $16) and their closests are awash in Brand Name, High End, Good Quality. Just as important, the Matron has no interest in bearing the karmic burden of creating her own personal land fill. She thinks recycling the daily stuff of life - from clothes to furniture to gifts--is just as important as putting those cans in the bin.
So imagine her complete, utter shock and outrage when she discovered that, starting February 10, children's used clothing cannot be resold unless it has been checked for lead and ph thalates. Do you know what a ptthalate is? Neither does she and you can bet the folks at ValuThrift don't know -- let alone know HOW TO CHECK FOR THEM - because they are now not accepting children's clothing as donation in order to phase that now dangerous and illegal item out of their store!!
Read about the whole mess, here. Please! The Matron is far too vain to send you to someone else's blog if her entire Universe weren't crumbling.
The thing that staggers her is the absolute environmental arrogance of the law. Throw out that clothing and buy new! Oh my Heavens. And if contemplating lead and ph thalates in clothing isn't the proverbial mountain out of the molehill (HELLO CONGRESS! Lead is not an issue in clothing! Hope you do better on the Bailout.), she's not sure what is.
America! The only country in the world, she will bet you, that will soon regulate against systematically recycling perfectly good, safe items otherwise headed for the landfill AND popping a sucker punch in the belly of her citizens who NEED to save a buck, all at the same time! Way to go.
Worse? The Matron's tender yearlings are accustomed to Ralph Lauren, Juicy Couture and Little Marc Jacobs, all on a song and dime. Well, they actually don't notice. But she does!
Where's that crack pipe!? Because she's losing her's. . . .