Swap

Have you heard of a clothing swap party? I hadn't, but now that I've been to one, I'm a fan! Two of my friends had one this past weekend with about a dozen girls in attendance (by girls, I mean us. Don't tell me I'm too old to be a girl). It was so much fun.

I brought two very full bags of clothing... and left with two less-full but much more attractive clothing! We had a grand array - two long garment racks plus two couches and the mantle full of dresses and blouses, shelves of sweaters, rows of shoes, a few purses (and one belt I snatched up), and pants, pants pants. The (very large) dining table was full of pants four pairs deep! People brought as much as they wanted (or their friends sent with them). We chatted and snacked for a while, then it was shopping time. James asked me if we took turns. Took turns - HA. It was busy bees, searching through, grabbing, and trying on, taking what didn't work to the next person and having them try it because it was too long or whatever. Our lovely host had bedrooms set up for people to go change, but I couldn't stand to be away from the action. There were long mirrors and lots of second 0pinions on what looked great.

I'm psyched about the great stuff I got - even a well-fitting pair of jeans (plus three blouses, three sweaters, three sleeveless tops, a skirt, a pair of shorts, a pair of capris, a cami and a belt). Score! The atmosphere was really fun. I wondered how sizes would work, but of course it wasn't a problem. Most of us are moms and have been up and down through a few sizes, so there was a varied selection. And at the end of the night there were probably six big boxes of clothes left to donate to Safe Place.

They are having another party in the fall - I'm already excited!