Showing posts with label Buffalo Exchange. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Buffalo Exchange. Show all posts

Saturday, March 20, 2010

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I want to write better. Though my goal with the Buffalo Exchange post was to write a positive review of the store as seen through my own experiences, it was somewhat of an exercise in writing, too. It's not exactly where I want to be, but it's a work in progress.

Next, I'll review the film, Food, Inc., as well as those cornstarch poop bags.

Oh, and I'm going to try starting to use tags or labels.

Buffalo Exchange, a review

This thrift store is more than just thrift, managing to aerate the stuffy and mothball-smelling stereotypes of Goodwill* or the like. Buffalo Exchange on lower Magazine Street recently resurfaced on my radar. Touting "recycled fashion," its open doors on a pre-spring morning; friendly, yet calming associates; and large front windows (read sunlight and displays) welcome the New Orleanian and her tourists. Trade your unwanted clothes for maybe 30% store credit or a slighly smaller percentage in cash. And generally, they're able to donate the remaining lot if the bin's not too full. The past two times I've gone, the destination for said clothes have been Haiti and Chile following their earthquakes. Once you've finally found your deals (and there are so many), which may be still-wrapped purses or still-tagged blouses, you'll be asked at the counter if you'd like a bag. Opt not to take one of their translucent, completely biodegradable cornstarch bags, and you'll be handed a 5 cent (its complete cost of manufacturing) token to donate to your choice of one of the three local charities on their wall.

I bought a $78 Fossil handbag for $17, strap still in plastic and tags attached. Their shopping bags inspired me to look for doggie bags (for poop-picking-up) composed of the same material. Bufflalo Exchange is an eco-conscious company that reminds us that green is the new black, but does so by altruistic and sincere actions.

http://www.buffaloexchange.com/

Funky Monkey right up the street is also a find and they sell confinement and starchy new.

*Not to discredit Goodwill and Salvation Armies as I'm not advocating for expensive marketing, but something about florescent lighting makes me want to run the other way. Maybe they've even revamped their ways since I've last gone.