The Spoils

Two visits to the consignment sale were totally worth it.  Even with the second visit including a 3-year old whining for toys--which I totally bribed him with so that I could shop.  You know I love a bargain, and that totally requires me to show-off the spoils of my bargain-hunting.  So here are my favorites:

Polo romper for $3.  Yep, I know its says $6 on the tag, but it was half-off day!

Short-sleeved button-up.  Tommy Hilfigir for $4 for my big boy.

This one was a splurge.  TCU Purple Polo.  $9. Not faded.  Score.

Adorable Baby Gap herringbone coat lined with red satin.  $7.50!

And my favorite of the day--turtleneck, sweatdress and leggings from Gymboree for. . . are you ready?

$2.50! That is TWO DOLLARS AND FIFTY CENTS.

Yee-haw!  Such a rush!  All together I spent roughly $150 for 6 pair of pants, 6 shirts, 5 pair of pajamas, 2 coats, an adorable car seat cover (the big splurge at $30), three or four books, a game (for therapy purposes) and a recycling truck toy that saved the day.  I call that success. 

I Love a Good Sale

It's basically in my genes.  My mom hasn't paid full price for something since at least 1979, likely before, and is a genius at hunting down a good deal.  It's an obsession, an addiction, and something at which she excels.   I believe she learned this from her mother, my Nanny.  So it's a family legacy is what I'm trying to say. 

Most of the time I am letting the family legacy down, I am more of an on-line shopper, forsaking fashion for comfort unless my mom decides to tell me what to wear or give me her hand-me-downs.  BUT I am a huge fan of the consignment sale.  HUGE.FAN.  I knocked out most of Ell's winter wardrobe today.  I say most because my mom and I are headed back tomorrow because its 50% off day.  The words "fifty-percent off" make me all jittery and hand-flapping excited because I can smell a bargain.  Today it was Calvin Klein jeans for $5 and a Ralph Lauren TCU purple long-sleeved polo for $8.  Tomorrow--I venture into the baby section.  And maybe, just maybe, the GIRLS' section. 

The joy of a bargain totally overcomes my desire to hibernate.  It's intense. 

Is this Acceptable?

Remember how I said I was determined to not buy any more maternity clothing items?  I think I lied.  But I need your advice, dear readers. 

Fat girl+maternity shorts+Texas in the summer=????

Is it totally wrong?  I mean, mostly for wearing around the house, playing in the backyard and walking my 'hood.  Now to find some that don't cost a fortune. . . at least, if I get the thumbs-up. . .

Perpetual Boobstains

I would like to claim this affliction came with pregnancy or motherhood, but truth is I have had boobstains since before I had boobs.  My mom likes to say that as a child she knew what I had for lunch upon me reaching the pavement after the last step on the bus.  The sad truth of my pregnancy wardrobe is approximately 92% boobstained.  Don't judge.  Just know I'm cheap.  It's the third time I've been pregnant and I am resisting buying more maternity clothes.  I just keep hoping no one notices.  Or calls me out.  Those are kind of the same thing, right?