While At Retrospect I've realized how much I dislike the notion of having someone else's clothing on me. Well, at least the clothing of people I don't know. I am weirded out by the prospect that these used clothes may have Monica Lewinksy-esque stains on them or even worse...saliva.
I found this sweater that I really wanted but couldn't bring myself to spend $15 on used clothing that was probably manhandled and left in someone's backseat after a night of anonymous sexual drunkiness.
Google drunk sex and you'll know what I'm talking about.
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