Counting inventory and putting up new items typically takes me hours. It consists of unboxing clothes, checking every single item, then steaming out wrinkles before hanging them up. Quality control is important to me, so I personally put my eyes and hands on every single hem.
Lexie volunteered to help, which is why I won’t be stuck here till midnight. She enjoys opening the boxes just as much as I do, especially since they have no idea what I’ve ordered until it arrives.
This shipment is more winter clothes with sweaters of different thicknesses and winter leggings even though Alabama doesn’t get that cold.
“I love these so much,” Lexie says, holding up a pair of wool-lined leggings.
“Take those home with you.”
“You’re sure?” She gives me a wide-eyed expression.
“Absolutely. That way
