As most of you know, I am a fashion fanatic. But when I opened my spare room/walk-in closet recently, I knew that my clothing collection had gotten out of control. There were pants in the wrong size, shirts I hadn’t worn in forever and worst of all there was an array of items with the tags still on (because I had never worn them!).
My first thought was to bag up the items and take them to the thrift store down the street, but I’m proud of the clothing collection I’ve acquired over the years and I really wanted them to go to a person/place where they would be appreciated.
I went to some of my Plus Size Princess (PSP) friends with my dilemma and they suggested a store called Re/dress. I looked it up and according to their facebook page: Re/Dress NYC is a buy * sell * trade resale establishment for size 14 and up. Based on the store’s style, size and seasonal needs, women are offered either 25% of the resale price in cash or 40% store credit for the clothing selected by the staff.
So my cute clothes might find a home after all!
I carefully packed up everything I wanted to give away and asked my (skinny) friend Zora if she could help me drag it all down to Brooklyn where Re/dress is located. We sipped coffee and chatted, making our hour long train ride whiz by. After a short walk to the store from the train station, we walked in and were greeted by the friendly, funky and fashionable PSP’s who work there. I dropped my clothes off in the back and was instructed to take my time and shop while they went through my items and decided their worth.
Zora and I began to look around, I eagerly dug into the clothes and as the pile of clothes in my hands grew, the super attentive staff would offer to take my items into one of their plush zebra-print dressing rooms. I tried on dress after amazing dress, found skirts that were oh, so flattering and tops that I couldn’t wait to wear!
By the time I was done with everything, one of the staff members let me know that the clothes I had sold earned me a $42 store credit! This was perfect considering the pieces I wanted to buy totaled $50.
I met up with Zora at the register and showed her everything I was getting.
“Did you find anything?” I asked.
That’s when Zora lifted up a really cute Christian Dior denim bag.
Wow, I guess the shoe was on the other foot! I’m used to being the one who doesn’t find apparel that I can wear. I cant even count how many times I’ve gone shopping with my (skinny) friends only to leave with a pair of earrings or a purse while they leave carrying shopping bags galore.
Of course Zora was a great sport, It was just a strange feeling to have the roles reversed. Not that she had any room to complain… I mean, she found a Christian Dior bag!