Dear Fush

One of my friends asked me, "___ how do you find the time to shop for your amazing clothes!? Also, doesn't staying hip hurt your wallet?" I decided to tell them the secret I will now reveal to you: found shit. Say you have a party at your house, you're thinking "tight, maybe I'll get laid, or at least Peter Richards will come and everyone with think I'm cool" Well, that may be true but there's more in store for you! Think about it--people get drunk and forget their clothes! Why post the pink cardigan you found to the listserve when you can just add it to your wardrobe? Actually, you aren't just getting more clothes, you're putting those old clothes into a new context. Art? I think my pal Ben would agree with me when I say, def art! (above: found clothes, below: I am not a crook!)

Just the other day I was like "Damn S, where'd you get that hot scarf?" She looked at me and pointed to our porch. "The windstorm blew it onto our porch and I picked it up".
(left: shirt stolen from dresser)
Not only will this method get you lots of clothes, save you money and time, but it will also give that "well used" look without the hassel of scrounging through Goodwill. Another, more complex benefit that I could spend hours blogging about is the amazing powers of found clothes to match, enhance and deepen your own look--in my opinion, those found clothes were destined to be found by you!
( left: dress and boots found together)

So, if your on a budget or stressed about IRBullcrap, don't stress out you eczematic skin! Just throw a party, walk around campus, hang out near the coat rack of the Menomena concert, raid your housemates dresser (they'll never notice) and get your style on!