back, and i have sweaters

I went thrifting this weekend because I had, ironically, given all of the ugly, preppy sweaters that I had bought for my last corporate dress-code job to the Goodwill.  I needed pants that fit, too, so away to G to tha Will I went with the boyfriend in tow.  He immediately proved his thrift-worthiness by finding a brown velvet blazer, probably designer, probably from the seventies, that made him look like a really sexy vintage Dr. Who and was happy as a fashionable clam after that, which allowed me to shop for close to an hour.  Thrifting, me-wise, was a drought for jeans but a jackpot for sweaters.  I found one pair of skinny Gap bootcuts that have sort of a bohemian rock-writer feel, and about 10 dozen black and blue and gray sweaters. ...