Clothing is another issue all together though. I don't really like borrowing clothes from most people, let alone buying someone's old clothing. I had to get over certain compulsive tendencies, but I went to Salvation Army in the West Island. I tried stuff on and rooted through racks of clothing and bins of bags and frame. I got away with a checked shirt, a leather purse (missing the strap, but still!) and the best of all a frame of Steinlen's Tournee du Chat Noir, a painting I've wanted for years.
My own little black cat making her rounds
All in all it was a good day. I did miss out on a great rocking chair made of bamboo by seconds. A woman decided to buy it just when I spotted it. You win some, you lose some I guess.
I'm really looking forward to occasion to use the purse, I think it's small enough to be a large clutch. We'll see how that turns out.
Until then, cheers!
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