To the Maxx

Last night while waiting impatiently at my suburban bus stop, I discovered I was standing in front of an awful looking store called TK Maxx. You know the type I mean, apart form the off putting name, just rack after rack of rubbish, clothes thrown everywhere, on the floor, without my glasses on I could just see acres of blurred, jumbled mess with specks of taupe, peach and pistachio. Since I am so sick of waiting for London transport, I thought I'd quickly pop in. Little did I know that I'd emerge an hour later with a bag of goodness. The store, which is a big chain in the UK, buys all the excess designer stock from past seasons and sells it for a small fraction of the price. And then they have mega sales on top of that! Some of the stuff is probably quite old, as in five years or so, not "vintage", but there are also more recent things hidden in the rubble. Clothes, shoes, appliances... everything! But of course there's usually only one of each thing and you have to be lucky with your size. Amongst two storeys of bin worthy things, I found a See by Chloe coat for 80 quid, a Katherine Hamnett dress for 35 and some Valentino silk grosgrain shorts which I ended up putting back, but will perhaps go back tomorrow since "Missing a bargain hurts!" (their slogan). I also picked up a hair straightener for 12 pounds on the way to the counter (which I just tried and is quite good but makes my hair smell a bit funny). It should be noted that this is very cheap for London, you will pay more for a jersey top at Topshop or a vintage dress at the markets. (I had to write that to atone my guilt). After my UK shopping drought, I was pleased with myself... to the Maxx!