Growing up, I got a lot of hand-me-down clothes from my brother.
He was two years older than me, so I was a bit smaller than him.
But I grew quickly and outpaced him, so the hand me downs didn’t last very long.
And eventually, I was bigger than him, and he refused to wear any hand me downs from me.
I got a lot of cheap IMPERFECT label clothes, and discount shoes.
Dressing up for weddings, religious things, or anything special was uncomfortable at best.
Until I was off to college, got fatter, and nothing ever fit for long.