The next day we headed to the other side of town (Plagwitz) to pick up a car and visit Blue Velvet Secondhand. I got a dress that I've worn a bunch of times for fancy dress events now. This place reminded me of local second-hand stores from the 90s, with a lady in the corner partially disguised by the clothes she's preparing for sale and a dog sitting in a dog bed in the corner. Was there cigarette smoke, or did I just make that up?
"In the 70s they made good clothes for big ladies," she told me. True dat, Fraulein!