Zerky

My guilty pleasure used to be thrifting.

I loved going into a store and trying to find a piece of clothing that would define my entire identity for a whole week in high school and then I would throw it out and forget about it.

Bad habit.

I learned from it.

I don't buy stuff to throw it out now anymore.

But what I think thrifting taught me was that the way clothes fit.

matter more than the brand that you get.

Sometimes you would walk into a thrift store and see Ralph Lauren and Levi's and you'd think oh my goodness we're cooking tonight only to try on these Ralph Lauren's that were a size 34 waist and they were way too big or they were saggy.

I remember one time I think I stumbled across this North Face jacket that was worth like $300 and

I tried it on.

It looked like I was literally swimming in the entire jacket.

It didn't look good.

And part of me still wanted to purchase it because I was like, well, it's a North Face jacket.

They're great quality.

Oh, it's a Patagonia vest.

I need to buy this.

Until I realized, what am I doing this for?

I'm not reselling this clothing.

That's not what I'm doing.

Why do I want to buy things that are predictable or feel safe?