I went to sell my clothes the other day, figuring I would make bank, since I had a decent haul of cool vintage stuff – a sequin leopard mini skirt, a neon techno-tribal silk dress, some awesome 70s blouses – the usual. But if you’ve ever sold your clothes before, you know exactly how it went. It’s a lot like that scene in Portlandia: the employees generally make fun of every item you have (while you timidly defend your taste “that was for a themed party… the theme was ‘cats'”), then explain to you, in a tone usually reserved for five-year-olds who eat crayons, “your stuff wouldn’t really sell here…” though you aren’t sure what would, since over half the merchandise is covered in nasty stains, falling apart at the seams, or both (yay!). Eventually, they return most of your items to you except a couple of Gap t-shirts you weren’t actually intending to sell, they just missed the laundry basket (no one said you were an NBA all-star!) and hand you $5.43 in store credit.
This sweet 90s tribal print miniskirt was one of my rejected items. As you can see, it looks great for daytime with a pair of flats:The high waist is great for tucking a shirt into, or it can be worn casually with the shirt untucked:It even looks great with heels (though I don’t know what wouldn’t look great with these awesome Zara heels):And you can tuck the shirt back in if it’s Friday night and you’re going all out:forever 21 top (similar here) and teardrop pendant, vintage skirt and bag, low luv triangle necklace, asos watch and spike bracelet, neon bracelet from bauble bar, custom spike friendship bracelets from my little fisheye shop (and DIY here), vintage sperry topsiders (my grandma’s) / zara sandals
So I decided not only would I hold on to this skirt, I would show that resale shop what they’re missing! Seriously, who wouldn’t take this??