Jet Rag

I’d be remiss to not include Jet Rag in this roundup. I spent every Sunday of my teen years at their $1 Sale, which happens every Sunday and is exactly what it sounds like. They fill the parking lot with clothes, people come from all over to dig through it, and everything’s $1. I’d go with my best friend Alex (I know she’s reading this - hi Alex!) and we’d drag home our finds to re-work them into something we could wear to school the next day. It’s filthy and a total experience.