I wanted to start this Thrift Store Tour awhile ago, but moving from New Jersey to Philadelphia halted the plans. Not only did it slow down the process of the tour it also helped to rejuvenate me to explore a new city in different ways. Thrifting in New York City was a bit of an oxymoron because the “thrift” stores were more like upscale boutiques. I remember one in particular located in the village where a pair of levis had a price tag of $150.00 and a pair of 1960s raybans were $100.00. I am not saying those aren’t cool finds but I am saying that the owners of those upscale thrift store boutiques might have frequented the places I will in this tour. I am talking about the hole in the wall, dusty places owned by a married couple since the early 1900s but ran by their kids. I am talking about the places selling the faded green ninja turtles t-shirt that you probably owned in the early 80s. I’m talking about gold mines that if treated just like record shops, your digging and dusty hands might come out with something notable.
Lets not take away from the importance of thrift stores in communities, and how it helps clothe families for cheap with one of the most basic necessities of life. Growing up there was nothing unfamiliar about thrift stores and as I got older and was available to purchase my own clothes…I always gave back to the clothing collection sites without hesitation. Now as a brand owner of something that produces more excess into the universe, I plan to do my part to help give you long lasting high quality clothing that will stand the test of time and hopefully decades down the line some young lad can appreciate the half life of clothing.
American Thrift is located in Philadelphia, PA. Enjoy!
Finds: 2$ Champion crew neck sweater, $3 Gap striped sweater and $2 Georgia Tech University crew neck sweater.March 13, 2014
Aside from the verbal spills and the trippy blends, the shaky photography and the dead phones. Aside from the sweaty necks, the ‘mainstream-ness’ quality of the crowd and aside from the liquored sediments there was a connection in that venue that made it somewhat pure and respectable. If a concert can ‘change’ who you are or were then it must be a happy accident. I have not been honest with myself and it seemed to shine through my inner as if I came out a loser in a sword fight. The beats hit me harder than the drugs and the thoughts of slacking overwhelmed me, “we could have been there” then comes to the point to the stage where ScHoolBoy Q left to shreds. I should be singing a long NOT mustering in the past of could haves, would haves and should haves. The pure connection that made it even iller came after looking at how not underground hiphop have come, look at how much street wear is PAC SUNNED out. Look at the jays… how can one dig for nostalgia if its sold at flea markets? The answer is … you can’t. Hip-Hop has come a long long way since tapes and maxi singles, and now as I look on over a floral printed canvas garden of bucket and camper hats I see that keeping it true to yourself and remaining 100% authentic will live on. So friends… as I became close to losing this little piece of authenticity the world gives to me .. as I became so close to failure, right then and there I decided. Nah, let’s not stop now. Let’s push onward. Because when the trend runs out, and the paint dries up the soul will remain.
Onward.March 12, 2014