Jenny and I had spoken about trying to hit some sales on Saturday morning and I had sent her a listing for a sale at the large Goodwill called The Glitter Sale. That just screams the blog, right? Okay, it’s not a yard sale, but we do veer into Rummage Sales and Thrift Stores once in a while. When I say “large” Goodwill, this place is HUGE –- I am just guessing, but this place is probably 40,000 sq. feet. This was the 26th annual glitter sale. I’m not sure how we had missed this up until now?!? I’ve hit some special sales there before — The Shoe Sale and The Record Sale — but they have a whole web site and blog dedicated to this one sale. Seems a little crazy, right?

In the morning, Jenny was feeling like crap and had to bail. Honestly I was feeling pretty good about staying in PJ’s for a while. We might have dodged a bullet on this one as far as not going in the morning. People camp out hours before to go to the sale. I like shiny stuff too, but not that much.

I was hemming and hawing about even going, but curiosity got the better of me and I went with a girl friend at 2:30. The parking lot was still a total zoo and it took us 20 minutes to find a space about a block away. Then the line just to get into another larger room was about 60 people deep. I can’t even imagine what this was like at 10 am. Nightmare!

The ten jewelry cases had flocks of people all trying to get a look, racks of leather jackets, bedazzled jeans, blazers and many other craft projects gone awry.

Tons of prom dress from the ’80s, and tons of wedding dresses.

And shoes. Tons and tons of bronze, silver, gold and sparkled shoes. Plus, tons of those little girl glitter shoes from the Wizard of Oz.

Honestly, for the crowd it wasn’t that great, but I did pick up two items.

In line I met possibly one of the most annoying women I’ve ever encountered. She spent the entire time name-dropping different lines that she had items from. She had found a pair of Ferragamo loafers for $79 at the sale and went on and one about her “Prada this” and her “Ferragamo that” — it was pretty irritating and the line was long. I was pretty happy when I finally got the hell out of there.