I. can't. stop.
I love good deals. I mean, I really love good deals. And I love thrifting, repurposing and treasure hunting. Put all that together and what do you get?
The Goodwill Outlet.
True story. There is an outlet for Goodwill. Everything is piled in rolling carts, and it's a huge building with rows of carts. It is not organized. It is not pretty. It is chaotic. There are no price tags. You pay BY THE POUND.
Yesterday I found two bags full of treasures - all clothing items - I spent $13. Oh, and how many items did I buy? 35! Thirty five.
I'm a bit obsessed. And you know what? I found this top. It still had Old Navy tags on it. It is also a maternity top. This is not a sneaky way of telling you I'm expecting. The only thing I have in my stomach is a food baby. I just like the shirt. And I like the fact that this shirt cost me less than 50 cents.
Oh Goodwill Outlet, you vixen.