So I haven't been the best blogger lately, and I apologize to all my faithful readers. I will try and be better at it. As you may have already read in my previous blog about the wicked awesome Wembley Tie, this is going to be kind of a spin off from that one.
It all started on Wednesday night when my Dad got a call from my sister, Tammy, who needed some milk for my nephew Bing who is on the DL right now because of a broken funny bone. My Dad gets off the phone and tells me to go bring the milk over to them so I did, and the first thing I saw when I was there was 3 intricately designed ties sitting on the table. At first sight they looked like works of art that had been painstakingly designed. Then my brother-in-law Brigham showed me the maufacturer of these fine pieces of menswear. You guessed it! It was the awesomeness that is Wembley! At that moment there was no doubt in my mind that they really were works of art that had been painstakingly designed This was a glorious sight after my horrible day at school, which consisted of a psychology test and a speech in my communications class.
Now what are the chances that he could have walked into a thrift store (specifically Value Village on Glendale Ave.) on a Wednesday afternoon and finding not 1, not 2, but 3 Wembley ties waiting for a customer to take them to a happy home? I guess those chances were pretty dang good that day.
You may be wondering where the third tie is. Well Brigham gave me two of them and kept the third one.
Kudos to BBB for donating the thrifty revolution.
