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Kristen P
I sell girls clothes ranging from about 12 Months to about 7 years, but mostly 3T and 4T. I have pretty much a good inventory now, but I am going to need more pretty soon. Buying the same stuff from the same wholesale dealers is kind of getting boring. I would like to be able to buy different outfits or individual pieces, without having to buy a minimum quanity. I really just want 3 or so of each outfit or piece. I usually put together outfits and resell them, but if they are good pieces like Levis or Gymboree, I sell them individually. Levis are hot money in Europe and Germany. I usually get people buying the from over there. They must not have Levis there. I really would like name brands like:
~Gymboree
~Janie and Jack
~Carter's
~Levis (I don't mind Levis Wholesale. I usually can get them on Clearence and still sell them for the MRSP.)
I have once ordered from a couple sites and the clothing there has turned out to be Counterfeit.
Thank You!!!
Answer
Maybe you don't offer accessories but Dallas Wholesalers has alot of kids handbags, small backpacks that are big sellers.
Maybe you don't offer accessories but Dallas Wholesalers has alot of kids handbags, small backpacks that are big sellers.
Is the WRITING DECENT??
Q. Ok, later this will be a story... a long 100 somethign page story. But here's the first two pages... what do you think so far? Is the detail good and stuff? (i'm 14 years old)
The large, white Delta plane soared in the sky. Obeying the pilotsâ hands, it turned slowly to begin facing the final destination. Eyes closed on the plane as it sluggishly approached the landing spot. BOOM! The planeâs tiny wheels hit the cement ground. It zoomed down the slab of concrete. Men in bright yellow-green suits directed the plane with vivid, orange cones.
By then, the plane ran slow as it approached the terminal. âYou may now unfasten your seatbelts,â the young stewardess sounded on the speakers.
âThank God!â exclaimed 15 year old Jen Forman. She unfastened her plain, gray seatbelt and grabbed her black backpack. âI feel sick.â
âDonât worry, youâll feel better,â her dad, Dallas, soothed.
âYouâre not the only oneâ¦â Seth, her 17 year old brother, trailed off. He leaned over and put one of his hands over his stomach.
âHere,â Dallas said as he grabbed a Tums pack from his navy blue backpack. âTake two of âem.â
Seth nodded, stuck two pale red tablets in his mouth, and began chewing them. He handed the Tums pack to Jen. âThanks,â she said. She did the same and handed the pack back to Dallas. He shoved them back in his bag.
âPlease check to make sure that youâve grabbed all of your personal belongings,â the speakers sounded again. It added, âThank you for flying with Delta.â
âYou kids got everything?â questioned Dallas.
âYep,â answered Seth as Jen nodded.
Jen, followed by Seth and then Dallas, began to join the line of people in the center aisle.
âThis sucks, weâre already here.â
âPlease lets not get in this again, Jen,â said Dallas, âthe plane flight was decent and we arrived on time, lets not ruin the whole day.â
Jen used to live in Lexington, Kentucky. Jen, her dad, and her brother were flying from Kentucky to Orlando, Florida to live. Her dad had sold their big ranch up in Kentucky, and in place, bought an average house in Sanford, Florida. The move was decided when Jenâs mom, Donna, passed away. It was a tragic horseback riding accident. Jen and her mom were riding on one of the ranchâs trails. It was called, âRed Horse Trailâ. A rabbit sprinting away from a red fox had ran in front of Donnaâs gelding, Blackie. Blackie spooked, reared up, and took off at a gallop. Donna was hanging on by the reigns and she had lost one of her stirrups. Her other foot was caught in the opposite stirrup. Blackie ran for miles and miles with Donna barely hanging on. Jen had kicked her horse, Ace, into a sprint right after her mother. But Ace couldnât catch up to Blackie quick enough. When Ace was on Blackieâs tail, Donnaâs ankle snapped and she fell off in front of Blackie. Blackie attempted to leap over Donna, but his right foreleg slipped in the mud and he landed right on Donna. Blackieâs leg had broken and he had to be put down, and Donna died later that night in the hospital.
Dallas had been so emotionally affected by what had happened, that he couldnât take living on the ranch anymore. Thatâs when he decided to move the family down to Orland, Florida. Jen was angry at her father for doing this, she loved the ranch. Now, she had started to get over it, but it still bothered her greatly. Seth had kept quiet during the whole situation, but deep down, it also bothered him. And Dallas never really stated his feelings, but Jen knew that he was hurting as well.
âFine,â replied Jen as she crossed her arms.
The line of anxious people moved quickly. As Jen and the rest approached the exit, the blonde-headed stewardess waved goodbye. âWelcome to Orlando, Florida. Please enjoy your stay!â
âThanks,â Jen said as she continued on moving. Seth and Dallas were still following closely behind her.
They walked in silence as Dallas looked for the sign to direct them to the terminal tram. âThis way,â he said.
Now, Jen and Seth were following him. I wonder if thereâs any ranches in Sanfordâ¦maybe I could be a stable hand and help out, Jenâs thoughts began to wonder.
âHurry up, Jen!â urged Seth as he slightly tugged her arm.
The terminal train was about to depart. They began to jog, and then jogging turned into sprinting. Jenâs backpack swerved from side to side, making her run funny. The doors were about slide shut, but all three of them jumped on just in time.
âPhew! We made it,â stated Dallas.
The terminal trainâs speaker came on, âPlease hold on to the hand railsâ¦â It went on about where it was headed and was very repetitive about holding onto the hand rails. Barely anyone held on even then. The tram departed and quickly gained speed.
âSo,â began Dallas, âfirst things first; we have to go pick up our luggage. Then weâll go over and rent a car, and last we can head on out of here.â
âSounds good,â replied Seth as he grabbed on one of the dark gray hand rails.
The tramâs speakers sounded again, âWe have now reached our destination. Please wait until the tram comes to a full and complete stop. And please watch your step. Enjoy your stay in Orlando, Florida!â
Everyone slowly flooded out of the tram. Now, the large hall was fairly congested. Dallas looked up at the signs, âThis way!â he pointed. Jen and Seth followed him.
They passed through the crowd and looked for an elevator. Jen scanned the area, âThere!â she pointed to an elevator. Her dad nodded and all three of them headed to the elevator.
âAlright, lets go kids,â Dallas said as he pushed the button. The elevato
The large, white Delta plane soared in the sky. Obeying the pilotsâ hands, it turned slowly to begin facing the final destination. Eyes closed on the plane as it sluggishly approached the landing spot. BOOM! The planeâs tiny wheels hit the cement ground. It zoomed down the slab of concrete. Men in bright yellow-green suits directed the plane with vivid, orange cones.
By then, the plane ran slow as it approached the terminal. âYou may now unfasten your seatbelts,â the young stewardess sounded on the speakers.
âThank God!â exclaimed 15 year old Jen Forman. She unfastened her plain, gray seatbelt and grabbed her black backpack. âI feel sick.â
âDonât worry, youâll feel better,â her dad, Dallas, soothed.
âYouâre not the only oneâ¦â Seth, her 17 year old brother, trailed off. He leaned over and put one of his hands over his stomach.
âHere,â Dallas said as he grabbed a Tums pack from his navy blue backpack. âTake two of âem.â
Seth nodded, stuck two pale red tablets in his mouth, and began chewing them. He handed the Tums pack to Jen. âThanks,â she said. She did the same and handed the pack back to Dallas. He shoved them back in his bag.
âPlease check to make sure that youâve grabbed all of your personal belongings,â the speakers sounded again. It added, âThank you for flying with Delta.â
âYou kids got everything?â questioned Dallas.
âYep,â answered Seth as Jen nodded.
Jen, followed by Seth and then Dallas, began to join the line of people in the center aisle.
âThis sucks, weâre already here.â
âPlease lets not get in this again, Jen,â said Dallas, âthe plane flight was decent and we arrived on time, lets not ruin the whole day.â
Jen used to live in Lexington, Kentucky. Jen, her dad, and her brother were flying from Kentucky to Orlando, Florida to live. Her dad had sold their big ranch up in Kentucky, and in place, bought an average house in Sanford, Florida. The move was decided when Jenâs mom, Donna, passed away. It was a tragic horseback riding accident. Jen and her mom were riding on one of the ranchâs trails. It was called, âRed Horse Trailâ. A rabbit sprinting away from a red fox had ran in front of Donnaâs gelding, Blackie. Blackie spooked, reared up, and took off at a gallop. Donna was hanging on by the reigns and she had lost one of her stirrups. Her other foot was caught in the opposite stirrup. Blackie ran for miles and miles with Donna barely hanging on. Jen had kicked her horse, Ace, into a sprint right after her mother. But Ace couldnât catch up to Blackie quick enough. When Ace was on Blackieâs tail, Donnaâs ankle snapped and she fell off in front of Blackie. Blackie attempted to leap over Donna, but his right foreleg slipped in the mud and he landed right on Donna. Blackieâs leg had broken and he had to be put down, and Donna died later that night in the hospital.
Dallas had been so emotionally affected by what had happened, that he couldnât take living on the ranch anymore. Thatâs when he decided to move the family down to Orland, Florida. Jen was angry at her father for doing this, she loved the ranch. Now, she had started to get over it, but it still bothered her greatly. Seth had kept quiet during the whole situation, but deep down, it also bothered him. And Dallas never really stated his feelings, but Jen knew that he was hurting as well.
âFine,â replied Jen as she crossed her arms.
The line of anxious people moved quickly. As Jen and the rest approached the exit, the blonde-headed stewardess waved goodbye. âWelcome to Orlando, Florida. Please enjoy your stay!â
âThanks,â Jen said as she continued on moving. Seth and Dallas were still following closely behind her.
They walked in silence as Dallas looked for the sign to direct them to the terminal tram. âThis way,â he said.
Now, Jen and Seth were following him. I wonder if thereâs any ranches in Sanfordâ¦maybe I could be a stable hand and help out, Jenâs thoughts began to wonder.
âHurry up, Jen!â urged Seth as he slightly tugged her arm.
The terminal train was about to depart. They began to jog, and then jogging turned into sprinting. Jenâs backpack swerved from side to side, making her run funny. The doors were about slide shut, but all three of them jumped on just in time.
âPhew! We made it,â stated Dallas.
The terminal trainâs speaker came on, âPlease hold on to the hand railsâ¦â It went on about where it was headed and was very repetitive about holding onto the hand rails. Barely anyone held on even then. The tram departed and quickly gained speed.
âSo,â began Dallas, âfirst things first; we have to go pick up our luggage. Then weâll go over and rent a car, and last we can head on out of here.â
âSounds good,â replied Seth as he grabbed on one of the dark gray hand rails.
The tramâs speakers sounded again, âWe have now reached our destination. Please wait until the tram comes to a full and complete stop. And please watch your step. Enjoy your stay in Orlando, Florida!â
Everyone slowly flooded out of the tram. Now, the large hall was fairly congested. Dallas looked up at the signs, âThis way!â he pointed. Jen and Seth followed him.
They passed through the crowd and looked for an elevator. Jen scanned the area, âThere!â she pointed to an elevator. Her dad nodded and all three of them headed to the elevator.
âAlright, lets go kids,â Dallas said as he pushed the button. The elevato
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