During
the uni holidays Nikki and I went on a few op shop adventures. While I love to
frequent the ops and often just go for a quick browse, N and I were on a
mission: prom was fast approaching and we needed dresses.
I realise in
Australia we usually call the ‘Prom’ a ‘Formal’ and being in our early 20s, we were
about six years late on the prom dress shopping. But our temporary insanity
wasn’t without reason, we were planning a massive 80s Prom Party for two of our
dear friends, and what’s Prom without a fantastic dress (or in the ‘80s a
fantastically foul dress)? So our op shop missions were focused on hunting down
taffeta, shoulder pads and lace.
We went deep into the ‘burbs tracking taffeta
and our search led us into some terrifying moments in Ipswich and Logan. (For
those of you who don’t know, Ipswich and Logan are surrounding ‘cities’ of
Brisbane. Ipswich in particular is an older, quite quaint town, as long as you
stay in the main street. Mostly ‘The Switch’ and Loganville are the native habitats
of the boganis, a demoralising mutant strain of Australian rednecks, also known
as bogans.)
Nevertheless we had a great time sifting through the op shops while
taking in the local culture and sights. We also had fun ‘checking in’ to the
places we visited on Facebook, like the Ipswich Magistrates Court, Centrelink, and
the Ipswich cemetery. We had a gourmet meal of Hungry Jacks for lunch (dine
in!) and even sped away from a Lifeline like criminals escaping with hot loot
(really we just mistook the warehouse for an actual store and were scared of
the creepy workwear clad men giving us weird looks). I even scored the macramé
owl from Friday’s post for $2.
But it wasn’t until we ventured to Logan that we
both found our Prom dresses. Being a Saturday morning, N decided to take a
little break from dress shopping to try her hand at some sports instead. I
swear, it was the most fun I have ever had watching sport. I think fishing is
the winner, N. Perhaps I should pop down and buy you the red fishing rod?
xo
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