KMart's death marked the end of an era of affordable "luxuries"

 

Picture this: It's the end of the year 2014 and a family of four - a widow with her three children - needs clothes for their new jobs and for back to school, respectively. After having been houseless for a couple months, the family's resources are very, very limited, but at least housing is not the top concern. Sometimes filling the gas tank of the white van feels like splurging, the same few outfits on rotation have started to draw attention from school bullies, and the office work environment has standards that resemble a suburban PTA meeting. After paying rent for the small bedroom they all share, a trip to KMart can be approached cautiously.

"We'll only get what I need for work," the mother reprimanded when her children asked for toys, for a new plushie, for a box of crayons, for a new pair of jeans.

It's been over ten years, and I think that I still have a blouse that my mother bought for herself around that time. I only got clothes when she got bored of them, at least for the time when she and I were the same size, but that's besides the point right now. For $70 we could get a few new outfits to replace the old clothes that no longer fit my ever-growing siblings. A pair of new earrings that reflected the faint winter sunlight and made my mother's ears look like it had little diamonds felt like the height of luxury.

Simply being able to go to KMart and buy a new pair of jeans when needed felt luxurious, even with my low-paying job as a server. Some days I couldn't believe that I was getting new jeans (!!!), as in, I was removing the labels and the tags the factory put on them, and not new-to-me that I found in the second-hand table at the remate on a Sunday morning. New, good quality, denim jeans (and jeggings because it was 2014-2016) made me feel like the access to nice clothes was everything.

Now that I'm older, I realize that so much more needs to be done for people to afford decent clothing and accessories, starting with the environments where those things are made. I still grieve the absence of KMart sometimes.

picture found online that inspired this blog post; apologies for the poor quality, this has likely been shared as a screenshot many times.
But it's not just KMart. 

If you're old enough, you may remember Payless, the shoe store where you could get a pair of shoes for about $10. For a teenager whose mother likely has a shopping addiction, only gave me her hand-me-downs for years (clothes, shoes, hair products), and told me to use what I needed from her closet rather than getting me my own things, stores like KMart, Payless, the 99-Cent Store, and such, were my salvation many times. Things as simple as new jeans, a gray crop top, running shoes, a bottle of curly hair cream, and a red lipstick - all bought in secret with the money I saved - got me feeling like I was balling. But I probably didn't even spend over $50 in all that. After KMart and Payless shut down in my town, I could only see the prices in the remaining stores rise, and when I needed to get something, the emptiness in my wallet felt heavier than before.

Many of the things that I considered small luxuries at the time, and now I know are basic things in a quality bracket higher than what I was used to were made accessible because of the variety in stores. We know these things I mentioned are not luxuries, per se, but the stores competing with each other made them aim to please the clientele. If I couldn't afford a new backpack at Sears, I'd check Walmart, then move to Ross or to KMart until I found a backpack that felt durable enough to last me until graduation.

I didn't get to go to Toys-R-Us nor to fly with Spirit but I've heard the stories. My former classmates recall being kids, roaming the aisles looking for their Christmas or birthday presents while their parents tried to live with normalcy during the 2008 market crash. The Spirit flights with their questionable accommodations, per some videos I watched before the 2020 lockdown, gave people the freedom to check the parades in New Orleans, to take their families to an out-of-satte theme park every year, or to visit family members and meet online friends in person

 Neither Toys-R-Us or Spirit or KMart were luxury brands, but they gave many of us the luxury of access to things that we'd seen only our classmates with rich parents could get: being able to get more than only socks for Christmas (not a jab, I love socks as gifts), air travel for leisure, emerging from the store with a couple bags filled with clothing and school supplies. While many of us lived in poverty, goods- and service-providers such as these (and the ones in the picture included) allowed us to not feel like French peasants in modern times, and to present ourselves OK enough in a society that always wants us to pay more for the basic necessities.

Best nonfiction pieces I read in 2025

Normally, if you wanted a nonfiction recommendation, I would have sent you to a librarian. But that was me prior to 2025 because these past 15 months or so have been amazing when it comes to nonfiction books I've been picking up. For the sake of brevity, let's focus on 2025 (and then by the end of 2026 I'll round up the best of this year, ok? ok).

1. Eloquent Rage, by Brittney Cooper

I feel like I've been telling everyone I know about this book, especially if they're looking to read more feminist works. This book was illuminating in so many ways, mostly because I have been dipping my toes into social commentary and social movements nonfiction literature, and I prefer books that don't feel like a church sermon where I'm falling asleep. While it was not 100% perfect, I think it's an amazing book to read in order to get a better understanding of the struggles that Black women in the U.S. face and how we support each other, ourselves, and our communities.



2. Shrink: story of a fat girl, by Rachel M. Thomas

With the changes I've been experiencing with my body, this book felt like a nice explosion from the imposed trends (more like shames) to be skinny and to have our bodies on a constant watch and diets. In the last four years I've gained weight to the point that I've required some shopping trips to get new clothes that fit comfortably and that make me happy. In those same four years I've also stepped into the publishing world; fiction, nonfiction, and poetry that has appeared in multiple digital and physical magazines, as well as independently publishing my books. I've graduated with my B.A., written more pieces that aren't ready to see the light yet, made some beautiful friends, and gone on trips to see landmarks, animals, people, and bookstores (I just love a diverse bookstore). Thomas' words on the constant push to be smaller and the ideas that the change will inherently make us happier found me at the right time, and I hope that if you decide to read this book, her words resonate with you as well.


3. Quietly Hostile, by Samantha Irby

Sam Irby is hilarious and even though she has at least three books out there, I think that the world needs more of her written work. I am not one who enjoys self-deprecating humor, as I believe that what we say about ourselves becomes ingrained into our psyche; nonetheless, the way that Irby uses that type of humor makes it clear that she's having some funny moments shitting on herself while she is well aware she's the shit. I consumed this book (yes, consumed, as I didn't actually read it with my eyes) in its audiobook format, which I highly recommend. Irby narrates the book, it she had me laughing almost the entire time.


Side note: if you're able to read Irby's other book, Wow, no thank you you totally should! It was hilarious as well.

As I mentioned, nonfiction wasn't really my thing until the end of 2025 - like, the last week of that year, really - and 2026 has brought me some jewels that I hope to share soon. If you read a nonfiction book in 2025 that you're still thinking about, let me know! Also, if you're able to subscribe (and if you enjoy my content) to get email notifications when I make a new blog post, please do so! As much as I love posting on Instagram about books, reading journeys, and literature in general, the platform has been hiding my posts and my followers barely see them. Getting a notification of my posts will make sure you're the first to know when I upload here :)