I just figured out that I cannot write an interesting Blog Post unless I regress many years ago.
When I was a seventeen year old girl in Boston, (maybe younger) Janet and I would ride the elevated "El" several stops to the bowels of Boston. Ghettoes, mostly factories and warehouses. Our hunt was on for the best jeans possible. Used, of course. We found a hole in the wall junk store with stairs leading down to it's messy bins of jeans and jean jackets. Worn out wranglers, Lee jeans, Levi's. Jeans lined with corduroy or with plaid flannel. Old jean jackets some with sheepskin lining. The jeans were about $1 - 2 each. True. I still have my Levi jacket from that treasure hunt. 40 years ago. Our next find was a shoe store. Likely the predecessor of of Zappos. In fact, it isn't "likely". I'm quite sure it was the predecessor of Zappos because that was the name of this store. Again, down the staircase to a mass of Nike's, Puma's, Champions, (New Balance would not come for another 10 years yet and I was around when that happened). Piles upon piles of boxes. $5 - $10 per pair. True.
This was the beginnings of my vintage addiction. Oh well....better than other addictions.