'There once was a thriftaholic, on the look out for bargains in the beautiful city of Amsterdam. A trooper she was... but after grubbing through piles and piles of 80s violence, her spirit almost broke. Exhausted and let down, she made way to a coffee shop for some much needed caffeine. She almost entered the shop when in the corner of her eye, a magical piece of cloth caught her eye. There, on the bottom of a huge pile of rubbish, it lied; the most pretty piece of rose filled fabric she had ever seen. They locked eyes and it was ment to be; they lived happily ever after'
Hahahaha, a girl cant help but to feel romantic from time to time... Slighty exaturated on some levels, it's mostly true. I found this lovely cirkle skirt on the bottom of a humongous pile when thrifting in Amsterdam. It cost me 3 euro's and I love it! It was the only thrift find that day (besides from a dress I grabbed for Tante Patent), since most of the stuff was too eigthies for my taste. But it was worth digging all day!