In my last post I mentioned the prevalence of roaches here in Nawlins (New Orleans for my Yankees). When I think of my city the first two things that come to my mind are roaches and poboys. Not a roach po-boy, that’s a disgusting concept to me, but I’m sure its a common dish in some country so I apologize if that offends anyone.
Roaches and po boys aside.
I began thinking of what could actually be considered a roach. The Houston Chronicle quoted that “Twinkies are said to be able to survive nuclear holocaust, but new science shows why cockroaches are just as hard to get rid of”. I am basing my definition of roaches on this quote. Based on this definition “roach” doesn’t mean scary insect that may or may not be able to fly and you won’t know until you try to kill it (sidenote: One of the scariest things ever is when a roach flies unexpectedly, if you have experienced this and lived kudos to you) it means something that has tenacity, something that will always be there.
At thrift stores that thing is the flannel shirt.
You literally cannot go into a thrift store without seeing at least one red and black lumberjack with the hat to match (RIP Biggie). Also, like roaches, they are extremely hard to kill. You can set it on fire, spill a glass of wine on it or leave it in the lost and found bin, that plaid button up will STILL stand smiling in your closet like
There’s something endearing about a clothing item that you know will always be there. That you know you can walk into any thrift store and find. That level of commitment can only be found in roaches and twinkies.
Not only is the flannel invincible and bountiful, it’s also a symbol of American culture.
Arnold aka football head notoriously rocked one.
Notorious B.I.G rapped about it in Juicy.
It also was a 90’s fashion staple!
No matter where you are in the world the flannel shirt will remind you of home, like roaches (maybe that’s just me…). So for that I crown the flannel shirt the roach of the thrift store.
What do you think the thrift store roach is?