One night a number of months ago, a man wearing a ruffled shirt appropriate for a pirate walked up to me at Cuzzy’s and handed me a plastic grocery bag. “Here. This is for you. Go in the bathroom and put it on. No peeking!”
I was a tad nervous about what I was going to find in the bag, but I obliged. Liquid courage. This particular night I was wearing a sequined jacket and a fedora style straw hat - but when I walked out of the bathroom, I was wearing what I found in the bag - a short cropped sequined rainbow vest with a matching sash wrapped around the brim of my hat (my sequins must have inspired the gift). Paul, (the pirate) was tickled and the rainbow sparkles now have a home in my dress-up pile.
Come to find out, Paul lives in a house with an attic filled with fabulous vintage garments. After searching in vain for the owner of the clothes, he decided to start giving the stuff away. Every Thursday night at Cuzzy’s (it’s also Karaoke night) he arrives at the bar with a garment bag filled with an assortment of items - pressed and ready to go home with a new owner. When it’s time, Paul gives me a glance and motion towards the back deck. This is my cue to gather a gaggle of girls (and boys - last week Alex snagged the navy dress to send to his girlfriend) and once we’re gathered round, he presents each item, giving it to the most enthusiastic heckler. It’s a blast.
The snaps above are from last week. I came home with the lavender lace dress.