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Why Thrift Stores Are Kinda Garbage Right Now

Yes, we are doing a spicy take today! The title is inspired by a recent series on Amanda Lee McCarty’s podcast Clotheshorse, “Why Clothes Are Kind of Garbage Right Now”, and the content is inspired by my personal observations over the last couple of years, along with some pure speculation on my part. In truth, it’s nothing that should come as a surprise. I should have seen the writing on the wall as early as 2021, but I remained in denial for a while longer. Not anymore. These days, there’s very little sand left in which to bury one’s head.

I mentioned 2021 because that’s when I read Adam Minter’s Secondhand: Travels In the New Global Garage Sale. The book, which extensively documents various facets of the multi-billion global secondhand industry, makes the argument that thrift stores are facing a very real crisis thanks to a rising tide of unwanted secondhand – a crisis not of volume, but of quality. Simply put, thrift stores have no future if all they have to sell is crap. As I put it in my own (maybe, some day) book: it doesn’t matter how cheap it is; nobody wants to buy crap. Nobody here, and nobody elsewhere either; that includes countries in the Global South – historically, the final destination of surplus unwanted goods from the world’s affluent populations. Why settle for someone else’s crap when you can buy brand new for basically the same price? Even if the quality is no better, at least you get to choose exactly what you want.

Back in 2021, I scoffed at Minter’s warnings. Even a year into the pandemic, my local thrift stores were still full of great stuff. A couple of months before I’d read the book, I had found a Gucci blouse along with a bunch of other luxury designer pieces in one single trip. It was business as usual, or at least business as I had known it since the early 2010s. Practically every trip to the thrift store yielded dozens of designer items, along with a plethora of wonderful home wares, art, and so much more. I saw no signs of this abundance slowing down … not then. But that changed, and it changed more quickly than I thought possible. By 2022, the inflow of luxury goods had slowed to a trickle, and every year since, the overall quality of thrift merchandise has been in decline. At the same time, thrift prices continue their upward trajectory. Put a pin in that for now, we’ll come back to it later.

Thrifting has always been highly location-specific, so I am hesitant to make broad generalizations here. However, based on what I have seen on other thrifters’ social media, as well as on platforms like Reddit, I think my experiences here in Edmonton are not unique. The trends are universal, though, of course, their pace is different depending on geography. More and more of what’s being donated to thrift stores is of lower and lower quality. This is inevitable, as it reflects broader societal trends in consumption. There is a direct correlation between the garbage-ness of new clothes (which Amanda explained so eloquently on her podcast) and the garbage-ness of thrift stores. Garbage in, garbage out. As the quality of new clothes declines – which it has, consistently, since 2008 – the quality of what’s being donated is also declining. Superimposed on that are other factors. The pandemic ushered in an era of ever-increasing economic instability, which I am sure has impacted consumer habits. As wealth inequality continues to grow, the consumer base for luxury/designer clothing (and all high-quality goods in general) is shrinking. Luxury is still being produced, but it’s being sold to fewer and fewer people – resulting in smaller and smaller pockets of “good thrifting”. Middle class consumers who are still buying expensive goods are less likely to donate them; instead, they’ll probably use one of the ever-growing numbers of resale platforms to try to recoup some of their original costs. What ends up being donated is the crap that has no resale value because it barely has a sale value to begin with. Think $5 Shein sweaters. Lots of those floating around thrift stores these days. But who wants to buy a used $5 sweater for $4.99 (or, sometimes, more)?

The last bastion of value to be found in thrift stores these days are vintage clothes – basically anything made before 2008, when the majority of the fashion industry pivoted to a fast fashion model of quality-cutting to preserve profit margins. The thing about vintage clothes is that, by definition, they are of finite quantity. And the supply is ever-dwindling, while demand is ever-rising. I’m not the only one who’s caught on to the fact that vintage is the best value for money to be had these days. Even thrift stores are catching on – and starting to price accordingly. “Get it while you can” is my current motto. That, and “I hope there are no major size fluctuations in my future.” I am not being facetious. If I had to replace a significant portion of my current wardrobe, now or in the future … I couldn’t. Not without spending a lot more money AND compromising on quality. And that makes me very sad. Not just for myself but for everyone, especially my kids’ generation. My daughter and I currently fit more or less the same sizes, which means she has access to good clothes, but that may not be the case in the future. And then what? I don’t know.

Well, I do know. I know what needs to change in order for thrift stores to have a future – we need to start making, and buying, better quality new clothes. And better-quality stuff in general. Less of it, but better. It’s possible to do so at a price that doesn’t exclude the majority of consumers – again, this was the reality as recently as 20 years ago – but it would require the industry to make sacrifices. Specifically, to forego constant year-over-year growth and accept more modest profit margins. These days, that’s basically calling for revolution! It goes against capitalist dogma, and I understand why no single major industry player wants to take the risk of being first to stake out new ground. They are all afraid that, by rejecting the fast fashion (or ultra fast fashion, these days) model when nobody else is doing it, they will go out of business. And here’s another spicy take from me: I don’t think they’re entirely wrong to be afraid of that. In order for a company to successfully move away from the fast fashion model, consumers need to be on the same page. The problem is that all of us consumers have been conditioned, since 2008, to make purchasing decisions solely on the basis of price. That’s all that has mattered in the last 15 years: how cheap is it? Because the industry has been undercutting quality for the better part of 2 decades, there is an entire generation of consumers who simply doesn’t have a good benchmark against which to measure value (and quality) as opposed to price.

Imagine if Zara suddenly stopped putting out a new collection every week. Instead, a new collection would be released every season – spring, summer, fall, winter – comprised of pieces made of natural fabrics, with good construction and extended sizing (and, hopefully, made through more sustainable and ethical production methods). Fewer styles at slightly higher prices, with limited sales each season. Would that be a success? A widespread success? Sustainability-conscious consumers might applaud the effort and reward Zara with their dollars, but would the general public follow suit? Or would they look at, say, H&M and see similar-looking pieces – and many other pieces besides – for a cheaper price, and flock there?

Because it has been so long since society, collectively, has put any value on quality, a huge mindset shift is required before – or at the same time as – any change in the industry itself. Those two halves of the equation both need to be worked out … somehow. And this is the part I don’t know. I don’t know how we make the math work, and I don’t know if there is enough willingness (on all sides) to make it work. It remains to be seen.

But unless we work it out, thrift stores are going to continue to become garbage, a little bit more every year.

One last word, on thrift prices – because I promised earlier. I am as frustrated as anyone by what’s happening with thrift pricing; it does feel like old-fashioned gouging at times. But I’ve come to accept it as another symptom of this looming crisis of quality. It comes down to this: as a business, if you have less good merchandise to sell, the only way to make money is by jacking up the prices. And I can imagine thrift stores are feeling the pinch. Donation volume is likely at all-time highs, but smaller and smaller percentages of that volume represent sellable merchandise. Thrift stores have to dispose of the literal garbage and then try to make up their profit targets (accounting for inflation in operating costs, among other things) by selling less stuff for more money than before. Large chain thrift stores operate in a capitalist system too, don’t forget. Even if they’re not-for-profit enterprises, I’m sure their annual fundraising targets only go one way – UP. And thrifts are currently able to jack up prices because the general public hasn’t yet caught on to the diminishing returns issue. Thrifting still has a reputation as good-value-for-money – a way to find good quality goods for better prices than retail. It’s a reputation that was deserved, say, 5 years ago. Now, not so much. And people are starting to catch on. Stores are still busy, but I’m not seeing the same line-ups at tills as before. It’s all anecdata, of course, so take it with a fistful of salt. But I do think changes are a-coming. And I’m not sure they’ll make anybody happy.

What I Wore: April 2024, part one

Details: Club Monaco turtleneck, Escada dress, Rebecca Minkoff belt, Aldo shoes (all thrifted)

Thoughts: I thrifted this vintage Escada dress years ago (circa 2017) but it’s been hanging in my archive closet for a long time. It’s a beautifully made and cut dress, but despite being seemingly plain, it’s anything but. The detailing makes it special but it also makes it a challenge to style. The good news is that I’m on something of a 70s kick at the moment, so I’ve got more ideas for this than before. Starting with this outfit, which is pretty simple but quite effective, if I do say so myself. Key details: the striped turtleneck adds a funky, modern touch; the belt perfectly complements the dress details; and the loafers keep the whole look from being too serious.

Details: Toni T dickie, Ralph Lauren vest, Pendleton blazer, Esprit belt, Icone pants, Ferragamo shoes (all secondhand)

Thoughts: I love the colour palette-inspired pattern mix of the vest and blazer — it felt very satisfying. I’m finding khaki/tan pants to be one of the most versatile options when I’m doing one of these prep-coded looks. Technically, this pair is more camel in tone, which was an intentional choice on my part when I thrifted them. I have a light khaki pair already, so adding this one to my wardrobe expands my colour-matching options. Some palettes work better with a cooler-toned neutral (i.e. my other pants), others with a warmer-toned one (i.e. these pants).

Details: Dries Van Noten dress (eBay), Nanette Lepore blazer (thrifted), J. Crew shoes (retail, old)

Thoughts: Here’s another dress I brought back from the archive closet recently. Even if I don’t wear it constantly or even consistently, I know this is a piece will have have for the rest of my life. Especially now, with the news of Dries Van Noten’s retirement, I am so grateful to have the chance to experience a little piece of his artistic genius for myself. This dress was actually part of his SS 2014 runway collection, which is very neat. Can you believe it’s 10 years old? Still looks and feels amazing. For this outfit, I wanted a subtle pattern mix and decided to pull the yellow from the dress print via this cute little jacket. I still felt like the outfit needed a bit more contrast, so I added the fuchsia flower pin. I hope Mr. Van Noten would approve.

Details: Babaton top, Marni shirt, Max Studio pants, Rafael Alfandary necklace (all secondhand)

Thoughts: Even more subtle pattern mixing! It’s been a long time since I’ve done a “column of black” outfit, and technically it’s not solid black, since the pants are pinstriped. The goal was to do a very simple, casual, comfortable outfit — the pants have an elasticized waistband at the back, so while they look dressy, they’re actually just glorified sweatpants — but add just a touch of glam. The silk shirt (cut like a jacket) and the bold necklace did the trick.

Details: Etro shirt, TSE sweater, Fossil belt (all thrifted), J. Crew jacket (retail old), Banana Republic pants (retail), Coach bag (Poshmark)

Thoughts: I’ve worn different versions of this outfit several times, only changing up the sweater and the belt … and it works like a charm every damn time. Having done a mustardy yellow and a burgundy before, I thought it would be interesting to go to the other end of the colour spectrum and choose a cool colour. This teal green is a lovely complement to the mahogany brown of the pants and bag.

Details: vintage sweater, Icone pants, American Apparel coat, Tommy Hilfiger bag, Office London shoes (all thrifted)

Thoughts: Hopefully this will be the last time you see snow in these photos until next winter, but here’s one last hurrah for the past season. This sweater was one of its MVPs, for sure.

Scent Stories

Last year, I wrote about the importance of sensory rituals in my life, and recently I added one more to the list. I started wearing perfume again. It had been many years since perfume was a part of my life; I fell out of the habit of using it regularly sometime in my mid-30s and then stopped entirely during the pandemic. As of last year, I had only two perfumes: a bottle of Hanae Mori Butterfly I bought sometime in 2017 or so, and a large bottle of Replica By The Fireplace I got in 2019. To give you a sense of how much I had been using perfume in the last 4 years, both bottles are still more than half full. But this hadn’t always been the case. A lot of memories have been surfacing lately of perfumes I used to wear when I was in my 20s and early 30s; for a while, I was obsessed with the idea of a “signature scent” – or, rather, a series of them. I think that had a lot to do with my search, at the time, for identity. Perhaps that explains why, after a certain point, the idea faded away; by my late 30s, I wasn’t searching anymore – I had found what I was looking for. Me.

But back to the present. Thanks to a confluence of factors, perfume came back into my life. For Christmas, my dad gave me a bottle of perfume he’d picked as something my mom would have loved to wear. It’s not something I would have chosen for myself – a heady gourmand fragrance, rather too sweet and rich for me (Lancome’s La Vie Est Belle) – but the gesture meant the world to me, so I started to wear it from time to time, especially on occasions when I went to visit my dad. It has grown on me a lot; I just have to spray it sparingly so it’s not overpowering. There are days when it feels comforting, like a warm hug. My mom’s last perfume was the eponymous Chloe — I still have her half-full bottle

My sister-in-law is a big perfume fan, and that gave me more opportunities to experience some new fragrances. Well, some new and some old. One old perfume, in particular, brought back a lot of memories. Dolce & Gabbana Light Blue was one of the scents of my 20s – as I’m sure it was for a lot of us Xennials who came of age in the late 90s and early 2000s. I hadn’t worn it in decades, but smelling it again at my sister-in-law’s house, I fell in love with it all over again. It’s about as different as it gets from By The Fireplace (the closest thing to a signature scent I’ve had in years) and evokes completely different sensory experiences, but in a good way. I hemmed and hawed over whether to buy myself a bottle, mostly because of the price. Perfume is so shockingly expensive these days! And I wasn’t sure if it was something that would ultimately bring enough joy into my life, considering it hadn’t been a part of it for years. What ultimately tipped the balance was something I found at the thrift store. Of course! It wouldn’t be an Adina story if thrifting didn’t come into it somehow.

Thrifting has been increasingly hit and miss lately. I’m going to write a separate post about that because I have a lot of thoughts. Truly special finds are getting more and more rare, but the thrift gods were smiling on me the day I ran into a ¾-full bottle of Acqua di Gioia perfume. The beautiful bottle, and a quick sniff, convinced me that $15 would be money well spent. I was not wrong. Though a classic, ADG is a perfume I’d never worn before, but I fell in love with it on the spot. Smell is a very personal experience — we all smell the same things, but they evoke different thoughts and feelings in us — but that being said, to me, ADG evokes a water nymph and also 90s minimalism. I love its freshness. As I was to find out later, it’s classified as an “aquatic” fragrance. It turns out that I love aquatic accords. (Think of accords as chords in music — several individual notes make up an accord, and several accords make up a perfume.) You know what’s also an aquatic? Light Blue. That made up my mind for me. It was time to bring it back.

Can you guess what happened next? I joined the fragrance community on Reddit to learn more about different types of notes and accords, and also to look up some of my other old favourite perfumes. What can I say? I’ve never been able to resist a rabbit hole. And perfumes are a TOTAL rabbit hole! But a somewhat dangerous one – there are so many scents out there, and so many of them sound appealing, there is a lot of temptation to want to try everything. After a few trips to Sephora and Shoppers Drug Mart, I quickly realized that I had to be careful when reading other people’s descriptions of their sensory experiences with scents; everyone’s nose is very different. I am very particular about the stuff I like, and there are many things I don’t like (read, a lot of the current most popular fragrances). I also have no interest in spending lots and lots of money on perfume (which is VERY easy to do!). What I decided I wanted to do was create a library of curated scents that boost my mood in different ways. And I’m looking to the past to inspire my choices because I want perfumes that hold memories and, thus, evoke strong emotions.

As you may imagine, aquatics are an important part of my library. Generally, they are considered spring/summer scents, but I enjoy wearing them whenever I want to feel uplifted and energized but in a, like, relaxed way not an over-caffeinated way. Smoky and woody scents are perfect for days when I want to feel cozy and/or a little mysterious. Gourmands are for special occasions or days when I want to feel a little bougie and ultra feminine. I am also a fan of “clean” scents – think white floral and citrus accords – but I have yet to add a permanent spot in my growing collection (I have a small sample of Lazy Sunday Morning but, while lovely, it’s not “the one”). Speaking of which, for the most part, I am focusing on bringing back some of the favourite perfumes of my youth. It has been something of a challenge, as many of them have been discontinued; finding “dupes” aka scents with a similar profile is very tricky because, as I noted, everyone experiences perfumes differently, so you can’t always trust that if someone says “this reminds me of that”, it will hold true for you as well. Still, reading perfume reviews on Fragrantica and Parfumo, with a view to planning future acquisitions, is currently one of my favourite pastimes. I have made so many notes! I have about 5 or 6 perfumes on my buy list currently, but I’m planning to go slowly and do a lot of research before committing to any big purchase. I might do a couple of cheapie blind buys though … the element of surprise has its attractions.

As for my current ritual? I love deciding every morning which perfume I will choose, much in the same way I love deciding which tea I will drink that day. (I’ve added a few more teas to my rotation too! They also smell divine.)  Or, I suppose, like deciding what outfit I’m going to wear. There is the act of choosing and the act of enjoying the choice, both of them pulling me into the moment and the sensual joy of the physical world.