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| - I love any kind of store that makes me feel like I *could* be remembering it from my childhood. Though I doubt I was ever here in the '80s, I get the feeling not much would have changed if I had.
With the absence of such old-school icons as Bargain Harold's and BiWay in my adult life, I can't help but bask in the type of establishments where all things are cheap, dusty, old, polyester, and non-biodegradable.
This is a part of our irresponsible North American consumerist past, and I fear that my children will grow up never having seen the Queen-Size pantyhose by world-renowned brand Jeannie (see photo #3). So, I did what I can to fix that.
You're welcome.
p.s. I also got a pair of "magic gloves" for $.99, and my shopping companions and I almost ended up with (magic?) matching, flesh-coloured waffle suits for a very reasonable price! (ie. long johns). Oh, and they have Ragu!
p.p.s. I promise, I am done with the word "magic"- for now.
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