Buffalo Buffalo, and Bare Bears

So since my discovery of Buffalo Exchange, I think I've accumulated even more clothes, if that's possible. Apparently, Buffalo Exchange is a thrift store that's a trendier version of Plato's Closet (which I've never thought was worth seeing) that sells "new and recycled" clothing. After checking it out once, one of the workers informed me "we always need new clothing so if you're a local, please come and sell." He didn't have to tell me twice. I mean, even though I wasn't actually a native local, I was local enough to have brought an unnecessary amount of clothes to combat the ever-shifting weather here. I have always been looking for ways to make better use of my clothes. Usually, they lie untouched stacked neck high in a closet somewhere. Or friends of mine borrow them since I didn't actually take the time to wear them in. I never seem to run around in anything but sweats, and button ups. I am obsessed with button ups. But mostly just guy's clothing. And oversized clothing. Of late, I think I've made a more conscious effort to at least look like a girl every now and then. Shadoe and I discussed that it's because of Tulane. Somehow, Tulane managed to get us to dress less like a bum on a daily basis. I can't decide if that's a good thing or not yet. In Chapel Hill, we have absolutely no problem walking all around campus in pj's. Go figure?

Anyways, so yeah I grabbed some random articles of clothing that I knew I wouldn't wear anytime soon. I skipped over to Buffalo Exchange, hoping for at least a $20 profit in order to buy this semi formal dress I saw there that was only $16! I get there and they keep adding numbers and by the time I'm done...they tell me I get either $86 in cash or $128 tax free in exchange money. First of all...wow? I think my jaw might have dropped when they told me. I figured I'd get the dress and just look around to see if I wanted another thing. Poor logic on my part, especially since Shadoe claims I am illogical. Or moreso, just not following a normal person's thought process. He clearly doesn't mean I'm weird by that statement though. Yeah, so I looked around and before you know it...I walked out with $-0.25 in cash. Yeah, well it might have been before you know it. But I sure spent 3 hours there, so I sure knew it. I spent all $128 of exchange money and paid $0.25 for like 6 new dresses and 4 new tops. Ridiculous. And yet, somehow still doesn't solve my problem of having too many clothes. So ideally, it has the potential to save my problems...if I just want it to happen, which I clearly don't still. So I've pretty much been hooked to the store since then. The workers there are probably the most interesting part about the store. They all have a trendy, hipster, bohemian, completely random mix of styles. I think a requirement to work there is having a piercing, a tattoo, or a paschmina scarf. So basically, I'm in love with this store. And I really wish we had one in the Carolinas!

In the mean time...here's a picture of my Buffalo Exchange outfit (well really just the skirt and vest are from there) that I rocked while in Carolina. =) The skirt is my favorite right now. Or at least favorite of the ones I have photographic documentation of thus far. Word. Yeah, we're all doing the Hans-y face.


Currently Listening to: Buffalo Buffalo by Nurses Call the Shots...shoutout to Shadoedoe and Daniel!
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NOLA Pyrate Week

In case you didn't know... Saturday marked the beginning of NOLA Pyrate Week! Pyrate Week was established to promote awareness of the rebuilding of New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina. The organization will be throwing musical events and rebuild/clean-up days in the Lower Ninth Ward throughout the week. One of the most popular hangouts for these pyrates is Avenue Pub at 1732 Saint Charles Ave. And yes they are REAL pyrates who look and smell just like this (I have seen them):


For more information on NOLA Pyrate Week click here!!!!

Tourists

If there's one thing on this Earth that we all have a love/hate relationship with... it's tourists. You can find your local New Orleans tourist wearing Mardi Gras beads all year round, strolling slowly down Decatur Street, riding the streetcars for fun on the weekends, taking pictures of streetcars, or stopping to take obnoxious pictures like this:


You've been warned!