Ten fashion-hungry females and heaping mounds of neglected clothes on the verge of a renaissance. For three manic hours on a Saturday afternoon, the 2nd semi-annual "Never-Been-Worn" Clothes Swap and Auction Extravaganza returned!
This is how we do it: First, we gorge ourselves on boursin and crackers, homemade cookies and mini eggs. Oh, and of course quench our thirst with caramel apple martinis and white wine; nothing says NBW like a 3pm cocktail! Then each participant itemizes every article she has brought to the table.
Required details include: brand name, city of purchase, number of times worn, whether or not there is "a time and a place for it", and any deficiencies worth mentioning.
Once all has been seen the bidding begins. The try-ons begin. Soon there are half-naked ladies in every room of the house swapping goods, correcting postures in front of mirrors. More wine is poured. A secretary keeps track of monies owed.
Transactions occur. And of course, bidding wars are inevitable.
It is worth noting that one woman's trash is another's treasure. Case in point: a "Leggo my Eggo" t-shirt actually found a new home today.
I am 3 tops, 2 pants, 1 jacket and eighty dollars richer than I was this morning. I only wish I had thought to capture the madness with my camera, bare bums and all.
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