I Wore Hand Me Downs As A Child

Me too. New clothes were rare. I was a preacher’s daughter and most of the clothes my sisters and brothers and I wore were hand-me-downs from parishioners’ children. There was one wealthy couple who had one daughter and they dressed her well. I was two years younger, so I wore her clothes most of my growing up years. Her mother delighted in walking up to me in a group and saying, “Oh, I remember that sweater. Cecilia looked wonderful in that. It’s not quite your color, though, is it?”

But guess what? We were loved and nurtured by our parents and the money they saved on clothes was spent on us anyway.

Hand-me-downs are irritating, but not fatal. ☺

I got hand-me-downs until I was old enough to buy my own clothes. Actually that's how I came to be a Miami dolphins fan. Can't win them all

I was the oldest boy, but still wore hand me downs. They came from other families with older boys than me. There was great excitement when the boxes arrived. As far as we were concerned they were new clothes and we were pleased with them and proud of them, though they must have looked an odd assortment sometimes.

I don't think this happened in our family - and I was the oldest with a brother and two sisters anyway - but even now some of my clothes are second-hand. And why not?

So, what exactly is your complaint?