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What I learned at Old Navy

I don't think I'm a super fancy girl, but I do hate Old Navy...so maybe I am.

I can plow through a Marshalls, TJ Maxx, (and even Ross with the right amount of energy) and love every minute.  There's just something about child mannequins and ill fitting cotton that makes me...itchy?

This week I was forced to patron Old Navy and came up with what I think are pretty productive rules.  If properly followed, a decent shopping experience can be had at Old Navy.

Get ready.  These are ground breaking...

1)  While it's tempting to get a smoking deal on an entire outfit, it is absolutely necessary to only purchase the top tier clothing at Old Navy.  Don't worry this won't break the bank, I don't think.  On Wednesday's lunch hour for example, I ended up buying a light weight knit pull-over that was $24.95 after trying on whole ensembles that would have cost the same amount.  I won't get into the whole "trying on" experience there- maybe a later post.  The point is, the clothes that seem too cheap are usually just too cheap...and almost never worth it.  The entire outfit will typically scream OLD NAVY, or if you're lucky, Target- not that there's anything wrong with that.  A basic and somewhat normally priced item doesn't scream anything...if subtlety is your goal- perhaps we are like minded individuals ;)

2)  When you do find that worthy item (that is not on clearance) pay close attention to the stitching, lines etc.  If you think Old Navy clothing doesn't get shipped over from a sweat shop across the world, you're wrong.  They know it.  We all know it.  So, pending the size(s) accommodates your needs- ALWAYS opt for taking the one off of the creepy mannequin.  Obviously they put the best of the best on display.  It is worth having perhaps a different color- I went with white instead of pink in order to obey this rule and I'm pretty pleased with my purchase.  Chalk it up to the universe forcing you to go outside of your comfort zone.  I rarely buy white but I love my new three-quarter sleeve sweater.

Follow these two rules and you just might find something worth your time at Old Navy...and if not you can swing by DSW after and get some shoes.

Happy Weekend...and Happy Shopping if you can swing it!


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