NOGOODFORME.COM: Thrift Scores with Laura Jane: Goodwill, 07.20.08

The Gods of Thrifting have been shining especially bright upon me these final weeks of July 2008. And for the record, in case you're struggling to conjure up the proper mental image of how The Gods of Thrifting should look, I'm picturing Daria Morgendorffer (I beg you to click that link), John Waters, Bay Garnett and Troy Dyer, all standing in a row.

This past Sunday, I hit up the St. Clair Avenue Goodwill with the enchanting Sarah of Modern Guilt (who also scored big), where we found out that it was HALF-OFF DAY! Half-off day at Goodwill? HALF-OFF DAY AT GOODWILL? It sounds too good to be true, doesn't it? Well, apparently, it was the exact perfect amount of good enough to be true. Because it was true. I swear to the Gods of Thrifting.

1. This is a little girls' pyjama top that looks dangerously like Marc by Marc. However, it is way cooler than anything Marc by Marc, for one because it just is and for two because it isn't, and that's just how these things go, daddy-o. As you can see, this top looks chic(-ish) with jeans, and I think it might work tucked into a high-waisted pencil skirt if I wanted to wear something halfway office-appropriate. But luckily for me, offices do not play a major role in my life, as I don't have a "real job", and never will. So who knows and who cares?

2. My main prerogative in life is to never hold down any job that wouldn't deem my new grey Raffi sweatshirt acceptable workwear. The downside of wearing this sweatshirt is that every single person with whom you cross paths feels obligated to make a joke about how your clothing is functioning as promotional material for the popular children's entertainer Raffi Cavoukian. But, if these people knew anything about anything, they'd know that Raffi is actually an extremely common name in Armenia. It's as if I were wearing a sweatshirt that said, say, "Bill" across the front and everybody assumed I was endorsing, say, Buffalo Bill Cody. That's nonsense. This sweatshirt rules.

I'm just going to assume that the Raffi who wore it before me was a sexy pre-teen with vampiric eyebrows and a strong jaw who listened to Minor Threat and drank a lot of Slush Puppies.

This is the most utterly baffling item of clothing I have encountered in my time on this planet; I am honored to be its (her?) new owner. This jacket speaks for its own damn self. There is simply no way that whatever clever little quips I could come up with to describe my feelings towards this coat would do it proper justice. Both aesthetically and conceptually, It is as iconic and hard-hitting as Jasper Johns' American Flag, or perhaps even the actual American Flag.

1) The puppies embroidered on the front pockets are made out of corduroy.
2) The buttons are diamonds.
3) The tail-like attachment you see hanging down the back of my coat is a stuffed bow-tie attached to a long piece of felt which, as far as I can tell, lacks any discernible function other than forcing the coat's owner to come across as a giant doofus, and most likely hit strangers in the face with whenever she (I) pivot(s).

Also, if you have any ideas as to what animal's fur the print of the trim is attempting to represent, please let me know.

COMMENTS!!

you should be so proud of yourself for finding the weirdest coat in the world!! and half-price, too! whooeeeeh!

looks like a psychedelic giraffe, me thinks.

By melanie on July 24, 2008 10:16 AM

my mind is completely blown by that coat...

clearly, the print is the lovechild of the python and scarlet king snakes...in a world where snakes have luscious fur coats instead of nasty slimy scales.

By emily on July 24, 2008 1:23 PM

that coat needs to be duplicated..freakin SWEET score, bro!!!!!!

By katie rose on July 24, 2008 3:39 PM

OK obviously you got there early and hauled big - I was at that GW in the p.m. and...nada! I have however had tremendous finds there and the proximity of both Forest Hill and Vaughan Rd. make for interesting picking...& LOVE your lighters, esp. the P. McC!

By sophie on July 25, 2008 3:13 PM

the value village at bloor and landsdowne have a crop of old sports medals just *dying* to be used as a necklace in everyday wear. my roommate emily is wearing hers with a great mens sweatshirt.

it was nice seeing you at the no age concert. my handshake was super un-punk rock. i promise i'm not stalking; only delightfully giving into serendipity.

By millie on July 25, 2008 5:29 PM

Say something so insightful and witty, it will blow us away. (No pressure.)

Got something to say? We'd love to hear it! Name, email and "type in the weirdo drunken text" thingie are all required to comment; don't worry, we won't email you or anything, we just want to make sure you're not an evil spambot. Keeping in mind the good-times mentality we like to keep going here, we've worked hard to keep NOGOODFORME.COM as fun as possible. We welcome all kinds of comments, but insults/abuse/general bitchery are not tolerated. In other words, we put the smackdown on evil troll posts. If you want to be a hater, please go elsewhere. Now, as Salt 'N Pepa say, "Only the sexy people..."

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	Sunday , September 28, 2008 Thrift Scores with Laura Jane: Goodwill, 07.20.08 The Gods of Thrifting have been shining especially bright upon me these final weeks of July 2008. And for the record, in case you're struggling to conjure up the proper mental image of how The Gods of Thrifting should look, I'm picturing Daria Morgendorffer (I beg you to click that link), John Waters, Bay Garnett and Troy Dyer, all standing in a row. This past Sunday, I hit up the St. Clair Avenue Goodwill with the enchanting Sarah of Modern Guilt (who also scored big), where we found out that it was HALF-OFF DAY! Half-off day at Goodwill? HALF-OFF DAY AT GOODWILL? It sounds too good to be true, doesn't it? Well, apparently, it was the exact perfect amount of good enough to be true. Because it was true. I swear to the Gods of Thrifting. 1. This is a little girls' pyjama top that looks dangerously like Marc by Marc. However, it is way cooler than anything Marc by Marc, for one because it just is and for two because it isn't, and that's just how these things go, daddy-o. As you can see, this top looks chic(-ish) with jeans, and I think it might work tucked into a high-waisted pencil skirt if I wanted to wear something halfway office-appropriate. But luckily for me, offices do not play a major role in my life, as I don't have a "real job", and never will. So who knows and who cares? 2. My main prerogative in life is to never hold down any job that wouldn't deem my new grey Raffi sweatshirt acceptable workwear. The downside of wearing this sweatshirt is that every single person with whom you cross paths feels obligated to make a joke about how your clothing is functioning as promotional material for the popular children's entertainer Raffi Cavoukian. But, if these people knew anything about anything, they'd know that Raffi is actually an extremely common name in Armenia. It's as if I were wearing a sweatshirt that said, say, "Bill" across the front and everybody assumed I was endorsing, say, Buffalo Bill Cody. That's nonsense. This sweatshirt rules. I'm just going to assume that the Raffi who wore it before me was a sexy pre-teen with vampiric eyebrows and a strong jaw who listened to Minor Threat and drank a lot of Slush Puppies. This is the most utterly baffling item of clothing I have encountered in my time on this planet; I am honored to be its (her?) new owner. This jacket speaks for its own damn self. There is simply no way that whatever clever little quips I could come up with to describe my feelings towards this coat would do it proper justice. Both aesthetically and conceptually, It is as iconic and hard-hitting as Jasper Johns' American Flag, or perhaps even the actual American Flag. Some things you should know about this coat: 1) The puppies embroidered on the front pockets are made out of corduroy. 2) The buttons are diamonds. 3) The tail-like attachment you see hanging down the back of my coat is a stuffed bow-tie attached to a long piece of felt which, as far as I can tell, lacks any discernible function other than forcing the coat's owner to come across as a giant doofus, and most likely hit strangers in the face with whenever she (I) pivot(s). Also, if you have any ideas as to what animal's fur the print of the trim is attempting to represent, please let me know. Tags: Buffalo Bill Cody, corduroy puppies, Jasper Johns, Raffi, the weirdest coat in the world, Thrift Scores Posted by Laura in Thrift Scores Permalink \| Stumble This! \| Digg This! \| \| Leave a comment \| Comments (5) + Contact Us + HOME COMMENTS!! you should be so proud of yourself for finding the weirdest coat in the world!! and half-price, too! whooeeeeh! looks like a psychedelic giraffe, me thinks. By melanie on July 24, 2008 10:16 AM my mind is completely blown by that coat... clearly, the print is the lovechild of the python and scarlet king snakes...in a world where snakes have luscious fur coats instead of nasty slimy scales. By emily on July 24, 2008 1:23 PM that coat needs to be duplicated..freakin SWEET score, bro!!!!!! By katie rose on July 24, 2008 3:39 PM OK obviously you got there early and hauled big - I was at that GW in the p.m. and...nada! I have however had tremendous finds there and the proximity of both Forest Hill and Vaughan Rd. make for interesting picking...& LOVE your lighters, esp. the P. McC! By sophie on July 25, 2008 3:13 PM the value village at bloor and landsdowne have a crop of old sports medals just dying to be used as a necklace in everyday wear. my roommate emily is wearing hers with a great mens sweatshirt. it was nice seeing you at the no age concert. my handshake was super un-punk rock. i promise i'm not stalking; only delightfully giving into serendipity. By millie on July 25, 2008 5:29 PM Say something so insightful and witty, it will blow us away. (No pressure.) Got something to say? We'd love to hear it! Name, email and "type in the weirdo drunken text" thingie are all required to comment; don't worry, we won't email you or anything, we just want to make sure you're not an evil spambot. Keeping in mind the good-times mentality we like to keep going here, we've worked hard to keep NOGOODFORME.COM as fun as possible. We welcome all kinds of comments, but insults/abuse/general bitchery are not tolerated. In other words, we put the smackdown on evil troll posts. If you want to be a hater, please go elsewhere. Now, as Salt 'N Pepa say, "Only the sexy people..." Name Email Address URL Remember personal info? Comments (You may use HTML tags for style) Captcha: Type the characters you see in the picture above. © K. Asharya, L. Barker and L. Faulds. All rights reserved. All content cannot be reproduced without prior written permission. ;						Search this site: We are now powered by Movable Type 4.1.