Second hand stuff…but who had it first?
Everyone knows that buying clothes from a second hand shop
is sooo much cooler than just going to a shop and buying a new item of
clothing. Second hand stuff is cheaper so that’s good, but it also freaks me
out. It’s not just like second hand furniture, its actual material that’s been
pressed against another person’s body. A body that sweats and stuff. And a body
belonging to a person that I don’t know. Most people can put that out of their
mind and that’s great – that’s why they are normal and I am not. It’s the not
knowing of who’s body wore those clothes that is the issue. If I am given
clothes by someone else that I know then it’s fine… assuming they appear to be
a nice clean human being.
But just say for instance that those cool funky jeans you bought from the second hand shop, let’s just say the previous owner was not a fan of underpants. I don’t know, you never know? I love pants, can’t get enough of them, well, one pair a day suffices, but I hear that not everyone loves wearing pants. Are you really okay with that, you’ll never know right, but that’s exactly the problem, how can I be sure that my second hand jeans were always worn with underpants on?!!! God forbid.
But just say for instance that those cool funky jeans you bought from the second hand shop, let’s just say the previous owner was not a fan of underpants. I don’t know, you never know? I love pants, can’t get enough of them, well, one pair a day suffices, but I hear that not everyone loves wearing pants. Are you really okay with that, you’ll never know right, but that’s exactly the problem, how can I be sure that my second hand jeans were always worn with underpants on?!!! God forbid.
Let’s veer away from the focus on underpants, take for
instance, the fab funky new top from the second hand store, what if the
previous owner had BO, what if they were just dirty, I know I know, you just
wash the clothes, but there’s always that feeling that not the full essence is
ever really gone. Don’t say you can’t understand, I’ll give a better
example….your nan dies in a car crash (Sorry I didn’t mean for this to be a
morbid disturbing example…but I won’t bring underpants back into this I
promise), and she is wearing a cardy, a real nice woollen one, and she dies.
(sorry this isn’t real- all hypothetical) and afterwards your mum washes the
cardy and says hey do you want this cardy? There was some blood on it and stuff
but I’ve washed it off. Would you be happy to wear it, or would you be like ugh
no? If you’d wear it I think you’re a bit weirder than me,
but I would say that.
And so I’m sort of uncomfortable with second hand stuff from
total strangers. Even if it’s been washed lots. But footwear, footwear is sort
of worse, the amount of sweating that happens in your footwear, it’s pretty
nasty, can shoes and trainers even be properly washed? I saw some trainers
(Velcro one’s believe it or not- see previous post regarding love of Velcro) on
ebay and I love them so much but they’d been worn before, they were so nice and
so cheap and hey really who cares if I put my foot in a used shoe, I’ll have a
sock on and my feet will sweat too, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t handle the
second hand shoes.
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