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Good Luck Holds (Majorly)

Since I had good luck thrifting a lot of pants I decided to watch for one more. My criteria: I prefer black, blue or dark color pants, I didn't want to spend a bundle, and I wanted them new with tags if possible. A lot of ten pair of pants did come up that fit my first two needs, and most looked like they still had tags. What clinched the deal for me: it was an only buy-it-now lot with a very reasonable shipping charge. So I bought it.

The lot arrived and . . . have mercy.

While I show you this new pair of Calvin Klein suit pants, let me rattle off a few stats. Everything in the lot was new with tags. The ones tagged Talbots and Chicos cost $119.00. Each.

The Calvin Klein pair were $89.00.

I've never been able to afford Vera Wang clothes. I now own a pair of chocolate slimming jeans that retail for $60.00 at Kohls. I also have Hilary Radley, Diane Gilman, Isaac Mizrahi, Lee and Dockers pants. All new with tags. Two pair are a bit too small for me, and one pair I'll have to take in, but the rest are my size. Now take a guess how much all the original tags added up to. Go on. You know you want to.

The retail tags on the ten pants add up together to $595.98. With tax, that would cost me $637.70 to buy them new.

I paid $19.99 for the lot, $9.00 for shipping, and $1.40 in tax, for a grand total of $30.39. Savings: $607.31.

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