Here is the announcement for the J.Crew April Warehouse Sale in Lynchburg, Virginia. If you are in the area, the weather looks like it could be a bit wet but is definitely doable.
Remember your do's and dont's, girls (and guys!):
Do wear comfortable clothes - it's absolutely no fun to be waiting and shopping when you're constantly adjusting the clothes you're wearing. Also, you want to be able to throw clothes over what you're wearing because there are no fitting rooms and most certainly no returns.
Do prepare for a long line - when I went to the Warehouse Sale in March, both Liberty University and Lynchburg College were on Spring Break, so the lines were much shorter than usual. The last sale I went to in September was extremely crowded with students from both local colleges.
Do get your ticket when you arrive - seek out a man or woman standing towards the end of the line with one of those big rolls of tickets. You have to have one in your hot little hand in order to enter the sale.
Do have a mental list of what you're looking for - you want jeans and a sequined top? Black heels, cotton tanks, and summery dresses? Great! Knowing what you are looking for can really speed up the process of hunting through those boxes. (Alternatively, go the Me route and painstakingly go through each and every box because you. want. it. all.)
Do bring your game face - there's no need to be rude, but also don't let yourself be pushed around by those J.Crew/Madewell-lovin' aggressive ladies (can't speak for the guys section). Once you're inside, you're there to get the good stuff, not make best friends... though that's not to say that you can't chat while waiting in line : )
Don't be impatient - know that you are in for a line if you go in the morning, though you may be pleasantly surprised by a shorter line later in the afternoon. Bring a book, bring a friend, bring your phone: amuse yourself! Don't be a sourpuss because you couldn't just waltz right in the door.
Don't get lost in the boxes - keep it movin', keep it movin'. They are constantly bringing out new stuff, and if you just keep moving down the line you'll be able to find whatever you are looking for. All of the boxes can seem overwhelming when you first enter, but dig in, start somewhere and move on down the line.
If you follow me on Instagram (@ashelizast), you know that my dad and I went took a drive the other day.
My dad is incredibly talented when it comes to fixing things: a true handy man in every sense of the word. Growing up, anything and everything was fixed by my dad--appliances, wonky dolls, broken pottery, popped buttons, dropped hems, reupholstered cushions, cracked wood... you get the idea.
Though he has the ability to fix 98% of the problems and issues that come up, it's not household repairs that he loves most... One of his major hobbies in life is restoring old cars.
He has restored countless cars and motorcycles over time. We currently have a 1949 Willys-Overland Jeepster in our garage, a Suzuki 400 single that was just sold, and a 1926 Ford Model T and Honda motorcycle waiting for him.
He refurbished my first ever car, a 1984 Mercedes 190D in creamy yellow with red interior.
1984 Mercedes 190D
(Throwback to my 16th birthday, loving the sweet freedom of my new ride!)
He is also driving one of his most recent completed projects: a 1982 Jeep Cherokee Laredo 2-door.
1982 Jeep Cherokee Laredo
Purchased for $300, this sucker had a lot of things wrong with it--rusted out roof, terrible paint work, (insert unintelligible mechanical jargon)... uh engine issues of some kind, and assorted other problems. My dad worked on sanding it down, replacing the roof, replacing interior parts with originals, and getting 'er all shined up.
Now, she's good to go.
Of course, I'd seen the beast in our driveway, and I'd seen my dad enter the beast, but I'd never taken a ride in it.
We changed that. With Daddy at the helm,
Me riding shotgun,
And somewhere to go, we hopped in and gave her a spin. Growling, rambunctious, and raring to go, Jeepie is pretty much the boss of the road.
Move over, Civic. We have places to be. You don't want to mess with a tank, and let's be honest, that's essentially how I would describe this sucker.
Despite the fact that she gets like 13 MPG on a good day, my Dad likes the power and durability of the truck, and takes some major pride in the work that went into getting her fixed up.
The world today paints the new grad job search as being a monotonous, slow, terrible, painful process, filled with tedious hours of applications, customized cover letters, blurry eyes from staring at a computer screen and miserable dejection when submissions go unanswered or even forthrightly rejected.
The world is right.
But who says you can't be miserable while getting a tan and laying by the pool?