Thrifting

Realizing that the Danes (and Europe, I guess) dress more formally than we do here has been a lovely excuse to go out looking for new clothes. I needed some warmer clothes anyway, but this provided the final push to spend most of Saturday in thrift stores. Trying on sweaters in a 95 degree store is punishing, but the rest of the thrifting adventures have been enjoyable. After this week I have a giant coat, black pants, two sweaters, a red skirt, brown shoes, and measuring cups and spoons so I don't have to convert recipes to pounds and ounces of ingredients. Life is good.