My Aunt passed away late 2007 , and my cousin has been investing 150 monthly to store her things.
During the last two years of her life she was queen of Santana Row. "You're Tami's Nephew? Tami was Fabulous!" Most workers in Santana Row remember her because she would bring them Vietnamese Sandwiches and would be their best customer.
This was quite evident when I helped my cousin sell her mom's clothes at the monthly De Anza Flea market. (For 30 bucks a spot you can sell anything you want!)
GOOD LORD it took four cars to shuttle everything over! How does one person accumulate so much clothing!?! She had about 30 pairs of Jeans and a tub full of work out clothes as if she bought a new outfit every time she went to the gym!
That's right ONE PERSON!
These shoes were the main attraction. So many women came drooling and many were disappointed when they learned that their feet were gargantuan compared to my aunt's.
Jessica and I found some treasures.
My cousin was able to make... 2k and it still didn't seem like a dent was made so back to the flea market in March!
My cousin didn't sell cheap- except for a Leather Jacket for 40 and some designer jeans for 5. She stood her ground when she sold mint condition $100+ clothes for a good price.
I was impressed when someone would ask for a price and my cousin would say $50. Instead of giving her the stink eye (because we were at a flea market, who carries that much money?!) They would respond, "oohh.. it's very cute!" As if they understood the value of the clothes.
BTW: Don't put babies in Tupperware.
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My Aunt's clothes attracted young and old and many commented, "I could tell she was a very exciting, fun-loving, eccentric person" based on all of her clothing and it makes me wonder what my clothes say about me.
People would say... Christopher was very... cheap, wow had a weird obsession with Giraffes and did he surf cuz there are 8 pairs of board shorts. I feel like I need to go the show: what not to wear so that I could be taught the value to dressing in clothing that fits and of high quality.
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It was a feel-good day. Even though we were selling my Aunt's clothes we were also celebrating the quality of her life and relieving my cousin of a lot of heaviness that came with the passing of her mom.
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"That BITCH"
Friday, February 13, 2009
What Do Your Clothes Say About Your Life?
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3 comments:
lmao!! love the last picture. i think your clothes say, you dont want to grow up, you want to remain a kid. maybe fun...cuz i think you are....and yeas.
haha the last pic is hillarious :-p
AHAHAHA love the pic and caption.
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