The Thousands

Until yesterday, the best Red Cross I had ever been to was in Cambrai. Records, brogues, nanna cardigans, dresses, oversized shirts, Scrabble sets, cropped silver jackets – an absolute treasure trove of goodies at bargain basement prices. It was the best Red Cross ever. Until yesterday.

Yep, the Red Cross’ latest offering on Rundle Street is pretty darn impressive. I’m always a bit sceptical about charities opening ’boutiques’ and I shudder massive markups on ‘vintage’ and ‘retro’ pieces, but I reckon the Red Cross has got this one right. First, the window display is beautiful. Second, the small touches around the store – cameras, suitcases, wooden deer statues, mirrors, teacups and more – make it a very well curated and merchandised space to be in. Third, their stock is lovingly selected and in pristine condition. Fourth, the prices aren’t too overinflated and at the end of the day, all proceeds are going to charity – so you can feel good about blowing your pay packet on a Friday night fashion bender (as if you needed an excuse…).