Yesterday, I wrote about my efforts to depart ever so slightly from the frugal path, only to realize once more that it may be my destiny. This was brought home to me YET AGAIN at Goodwill.
I was cruising the racks in my usual blissed-out way. Another woman was doing the same, only she had a shopping cart (or buggy, as one says here) with two little kids in it. She suddenly burst out. "You're so lucky!" I snapped out of my reverie. She continued, "You're so thin! You can wear anything!"
I was wearing, if you must know, my Lands' End tunic, which I got on sale for about $11.00. It is sold as a beach cover-up, and has since gone up a few dollars. Still quite reasonable, I think. With it, I sported a pair of Athleta capri sport leggings, which I had gotten at GW.
I thanked her and we separated. We met up again. She said, "I had two babies after 40! It's so hard to find clothes." I commiserated and said that my younger child was born when I was 38. Then she said, "I love your look. You look so European chic."
I kid you not.
Compare to my experience, recounted yesterday, of my miserable time in the dressing room, trying on bona fide Euro chic clothing.
Frugality as Destiny, once more.