February 01, 2006

Rock Star Rags: Clothes by the Pound

If you've not been to Rock Star Rags, tucked away in (big) corner of a sprawling warehouse just off of North Broadway, you're missing out on one of St. Louis more unique shopping experiences. First, you select your vintage wear from giant tubs, rifling through the wearables with a sharp eye and sharp elbow, since you need to occasionally jockey with another clothing cheapskate. You drop the stuff in your trashbag; they'll provide one, or bring your own. And then you check out by placing your score on a giant industrial scale, with your price rung up by the sheer weight of your trash sack. It's a simple process and a beautiful thing.

Word's getting around that this weekend, one of RSR's every-so-often sales will be taking place, with very specific hours. As I'm in need of a new line of spring Fat Guy Gear, I'll be in there, greedily eyeing the XLs, while gangly, smart-ass youths next to me listen to Death Cab for Cutie b-side collections on their iPods. (It could happen. It will happen.)

Anyway, the details:

Rock Star Rags Warehouse Sale
Saturday and Sunday, February 4th and 5th
10 a.m. to 4 p.m.
$1.50 per pound, we accept cash-VISA-MC

Rock Star Rags
2820 North Ninth Street
Corner of Ninth and St. Louis Ave.
St. Louis MO 63147
314-621-0318
email: rockstarrags @ sbcglobal.net

Posted by Thomas Crone at 12:02 PM | Buying & Selling
Comments

I had no idea that was so close to my house! How dangerous for me! I can walk over there with my shopping cart in under five minutes!

Man, Old North St. Louis doesn't have many businesses after years of urban decay, but just my luck, the neighborhood where I live is home to the city's oldest ice cream parlor and a place where I can buy garish vintage clothing by the pound. My weaknesses! If somebody opens up a "FREE BOOKS AND FILM DEVELOPING" storefront on the 14th Street Mall, I may have to move away for fear of going totally broke and/or insane.

If anybody needs me, I'll be passed out face down in a pile of neon formalwear, with a puddle of melted ice cream around my head.

Posted by Claire Nowak-Boyd on Wed., Feb 1, 2006 at 2:13 PM
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