In the first flush of my summer vacation, I culled some of the clothing in my closet and donated them to charity. There is a charity bin at a near by church and I dropped the bags off there.
Walking down the main street of our Village this week, I happened by the “Thrift Store” and there, as the front window display were many of the clothing items I had discarded!
It is one thing to donate one’s clothes, but to actually see them on display as the window draw card is a whole different experience!
I had a similar experience about fifteen years ago when I donated a very 1970s red polka dot blouse, only to see one of my co-workers wearing it a month or two later. She was so proud of her vintage find! I could never bring myself to inform her that she was wearing my cast off; but I did say that I thought it was a beautiful blouse!
Poor dears, the clothing will always look better on me…