A few weekends back, I saw flashy Georgia rapper 2 Chainz at the Fillmore in Silver Spring. Everyone looked cute for the sold-out show that night. 2 Chainz lays down one rule for his shows: No Fighting. Because, as he says, people are wearing too much “new [expletive].” I, too, was wearing new shiz, a onesie I bought at a thrift store for $6.
I drive a Honda, not a Lambo. My club gear comes from Value Village and Beauty Island. I appreciate an aspirational hip-hop anthem about luxury as much as the next girl, but most of us are never gonna own any Gucci beyond a magazine perfume sample.
This is why, though he sounds kind of like the Bloodhound Gang, Seattle rapper Macklemore, above, has worked his way onto my playlist with “Thrift Shop,” off 2012’s “The Heist.” The goofy jam about taking a $20 shopping spree (“I wear your granddad’s clothes / I look incredible”) is currently fending off Rihanna’s sparkly “Diamonds” at the top of Billboard’s R&B/Hip-Hop chart.
Punks have always had grubby, secondhand-store pride. Anyone remember Screeching Weasel’s “Thrift Store Girl”? (The ’90s? Anyone?): “She’ll switch price tags for me.” Now that’s true love.