The solution presented itself when I found a vintage shop in Berkeley that sold not only silk blouses but cashmere sweaters and wool suit jackets from the 30 40 and 50 for as little as $4 (I never paid more than $9). I spent many happy years pairing classic skirts with my vintage finds, thus minimizing the hideous and boring "Dress for Success suits of the era that I had to buy. I think that was the closest I ever came to being stylish (as opposed to fashionable) many people actually told me how much they admired my personal style while I suppressed the urge to confess that a large part of my fashion strategy was budgetary. Some saw past my facade of creative dressing, though, as when I told a co worker that I'd gladly wear a uniform to work and she drily responded with a near wink, "But don't you already?"
This is a massive complex of three separate outlet shopping areas. Each area is composed of a parking lot in the centre, surrounded by the stores. You can easily r