Red, White and Eew

I don’t have much experience with thrift shopping; I am sort of squeamish by nature of this type of pursuit so it was more than a few steps out of my comfort zone to check out the immense inventory of Red, White and Blue. A recent experience in Princeton – a small, beautiful shop called Jane – misled me to believe that all secondhand shopping experiences are created equal.  They are not.  I could barely afford some of the designer treasures in Jane – that’s how nice the store was.  I wonder, though, if Jane may be considered a consignment shop (it is, I just googled it), which would explain the upscale items, rather than a thrift shop, where items are donated.  In any case, RW&B seems to be an establishment that serves a noble purpose in this economy, but just not my cup of tea (there were some cracked teacups there, too).  As my sister described it, “skeevatz.”   It’s two days later and I’m still a bit itchy.