HOW TO THRIFT THE PERFECT SHIRT

Step 1: Sift through hundreds upon hundreds of shirts, repeating ‘Ew’ as you go.
Step 2: Ew.
Step 3: Ew. Ew.
Step 4: Ew. Ew. Eww. (Making note of the third ‘ew,’ elongated with an extra ‘w’ to enunciate just how dramatic, “can’t go on, this is the most difficult job in the world” you’re being. Which is completely erroneous because being a professional whistler would be SO much harder. Think about how sore your cheeks would be. All for $66,000 a year…)
Step 5: Ew.
Step 6: Ew. Ew.
Step 7: YOU FIND THE PERFECT SHIRT

It’s quite the process, BUT worth it when we stumble upon a print we’ve never seen before. Well, actually, no… who knows if we’ve ever seen the print before. We probably have and glanced right past it. But, THIS TIME, we noticed and we were all like, ‘ohhh, wowwwwwwwwww, oh, oh, oh, wowwwww… oh, wow… ohhhhh, wowwwwwwww. oh, oh, oh… wow.”

It’s that kind of moment when we’re all like, ‘all is finally right in the world,’ realizing how ridiculous that is to say because zero-calorie gummie bears and Reese’s have obviously not been invented yet.

We thrifted the shirts we’re wearing, from Goodwill to Depop, wore them on Friday, took some photos when the sun was setting (i.e. why the lighting is so odd in these photos, but, then again, SO GOOD with all of the shadows) and then proceeded to make falafel wraps for dinner, thus introducing us to THE BEST DINNER EVER AHHHHH SO MUCH HUMMUS, which is a completely random fact, but completely necessary to mention here.

Thrift or bust, right? Right.