A letter to the thrift gods.....

I'm indebted to you for the years of thrilling finds and most recently you've been extremely generous to me. All the lovelies I've come across in the past few weeks makes me in awe of your magical thrifty powers. This week I came to realize that while I am in no way ungrateful for all the thrifty goodness, I only have so much room in my suitcases and increasingly have found myself passing on treasures that you have so kindly provided. I'll always have room for a few things here and there, but what I've been finding goes way beyond the "here" and "there". One could say it may require me buying another suitcase if I do not watch myself. Of course I am a rational and reasonable person. So I've kept strong and steered clear of many thrifty thrills, albeit with a pang of sadness in my heart.

Some may think "Well why doesn't she just avoid the darn thrift stores until she leaves?". You know as well as I do that I am 100% incapable of any such thing. Especially since the shops I frequent the most are in neighborhoods that I am pretty much always in for various reasons. How can I resist taking a little peek since I am in the area anyways?

If it is not too much to ask, may I request that maybe you stop with the delights for just a few weeks? I'll very soon live in a new place... On the days where I find myself longing for the days in Paris and seek consolation by going to a thrift store, I'd appreciate some of that thrifty magic. Quite possibly much more than I would now.

With that said...

Thanks for the shoes!

Your faithful thrifter,
Roxanne

P.S.
I pretty presume that you are all dudes, thus me referring to you as "gods" rather than "goddesses", since a woman would be much more understanding and not put me in such a situation in the first place.