Bondi Big Bargain is a for real treasure trove. One of my to this day favourite singlets in the world, that I have had no less than 5 strangers comment on, was purchased here for $ 3. That is not a typo. Do not be misled by the massive«$ 3» table at the front of the shop, especially if the first things your hands fall upon are unhemmed corsets or a shirt with a sleeve missing. You must dig deep, my friends, to find the reward*. Beyond the occasional nugget of gold on the mostly-crap $ 3 table, it’s surprising how many decent and even well-made frocks can be found in a shop with TENDOLLAR signs plastered every metre or so. The staff could not give a toss about you or me or anyone else in the vicinity but it’s hard to be annoyed when they’re probably on $ 5 an hour. At the far end of the room is the colour-coded samples rack, another journey that has the possibilty of reaping sartorial benefits. *disclaimer: there is not always a reward on this table, sometimes it really is just all unhemmed, unfinished crap.